Loose Ends

Maybe it's time I say farewell;
maybe the time, time, time, time,
the time has closed upon us:
me, the cause of too much fuss
made to make this worthwhile,
the fires of affection burned to ash.
We were through before the first signs
of mutual adoration had sprouted.
Quite possibly, my own words
have outed me from any possibility
of riding out this train together.
I've taken different trains
of thought these days,
it'd be odd to stay on
         the same old forever.
We have long since taken
            different planes,
walked separate waysides
that are lesser tread by varied faces.
Had we found proper letters and symbols,
words and sentences to say
                                            what we mean,
would we still choose opposite
                              at life's crossroads?
Had we seen this through,
                                   would the cold assurances
of a yet-formed future freeze
what little heart we have left exposed?
Would we thaw, gluing together
the foundations of God-given romance?
                                                                               The crossroad has passed.
It's a dull ache resting in my chest
that comforts me with the fact the reality
                            once had was... something,
at least.
It's time I let the chapter close.
We still have all these maybes
sprawled all over the carpet floor,
half-filled boxes yet to be tucked away.
But as you know, it turns out, after all
                               'maybe' is still a good thing.
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Technically finished on 10/01/2017, but revised it just now!

I figure it would be best to book-end things. On to another unsure future!

Cheers.