Even before you say no,
I will have already buried our love story
Six feet underground.
Before you say you’re not ready,
I will have already memorized my eulogy for memories
That only existed in my head.
And I will miss them.
When you start to think this is not worth it,
I will have already burned all of your letters,
Your promises turned into ashes.
And when you finally say “this is it,”
I will have already drawn the line where you and I ended.
And crossed it.
