All I See Are Endings

As my lover utters my name softly,

His voice shattering,

I'm being told that it's ending.

Watching him cry,

I smile as I tell him,

We had our momentary forever.

As I gaze out of the window,

I watch a leaf slowly descending.

Spring is ending.

By the time autumn ends,

I'll be long gone.

As I lay on my deathbed,

In this deafening silence,

I reminisce over my life,

Like it has already ended.

I realise,

Slowly but surely,

Everything ends.

For that is the hideous beauty of life,

And I have come to terms with it.

- Shreya Singh

F.Y.B.A