I don't want to have to do this.

I don't want to have to say those words,

Those horrible, ending words,

That we both hate so much,

That we both swore we'd never say.

Those words that cut us off,

The "we can't work it out" words,

The "I'm emotionally not ready" words,

The "you're too far away" words,

Those words I hate.

I wish they were lies, but

They're not.

As true as the day,

As inevitable as the death of ourselves,

They have to be said.

It's the end.