It's Over
Breaking
up is like writing an essay, a speech, a monologue.
Every
reason has to be backed up and must flow without interruption.
One word
edgewise, and your whole plan could fall apart.
Breaking
up is like edging around in the dark, the cold, the night.
Every step
could be the one that turns you into putty in their hands.
One move
edgewise, and your whole body could fall apart.
Breaking
up is like swimming in a heavy current, drowning, tiring.
Every
breath wasted since you set out from the distant shore.
One stroke
edgewise and you're lost and going under again.