at the end there was no energy
to love, any more
there was just you and
there was just me and
we were all we could be
one for the other
moving headlong
toward the inevitable
glb /// “at the end”
a bipolar life
at the end there was no energy
to love, any more
there was just you and
there was just me and
we were all we could be
one for the other
moving headlong
toward the inevitable
glb /// “at the end”