So at last
it has come to this.
We are in the same time
but not the place.
We seem separated
in so many ways
and soon by many more.

I wish I could keep you with me
or follow the same path
you’re destined for.
I wish I had a destiny like yours
but I have learned
not everyone is so deserving.
I wish I could see myself
the way you saw me
before.
Before I ruined it all
and gave you time
and opportunity
to see the truth about me
and turn away,
before today.

They always say
you never dip into the same river twice
so we might again meet
in this river of life.
But I don’t want a different river.
The river can fuck itself.
I want to dip
with you again.

Sure, I could work
for what I want and wish.
I could strive
to become worthy of you.
But I have learned something else:
give up
because life is shit,
and so are your dreams.

I know you’ve got places to go
and I know
loose lips sink kinships
and I should have long ago shut my trap
but before we part
finally
could you…
could you just hug me again
this one last time?