It's been two weeks now since the shit was cut away.nNow there's nothing to the two of you. nWhat was meaningful, it drove itself away,nand you're off into another phase of you. nnWith silver lining stripped away,nThings have no choice but to fall. nYou'd knock them over, anyways. nAnd all those things you would've said hurt ten times worst this far gone,nIt's best you leave them alone again. nnYou wanted to end the scene the last ones to go out. nThen you'd always be,netched in memories. nBut, you divvied up and decided,nFour or five years ago,nThis would not be the way it ends.nnOh, it made so much sense,nAnd you'd always rush to its defense.nIf it ever came down one and the same,nhow could you ever let it go.nnThis could be,nQuite a change for you or me.nBut, why couldn't it be someone else, Today?nnIt just doesn't make sense anymore, why You would not cut this cord. nThis isn't worth it anyways. nGet out! Get out! There's no way to save things, now. nThis could just be what you need.