the end

when we part ways, you don’t have to go home

but you can’t stay here

when you and I are over, there is no walking back

in an ancient part of Japan, at the end of the work day, one stood on top of his/her lunch box, to crush it.

the end of things is important.

I need new rituals to repeat

I need new things to end

you risk losing the old you

for being the new you

when you and I end,

there is no looking back

I have stood on that box already.

the ending ritual is all that matters now

the end of things is important

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