The Last Night (poem)

We knew it would come,

this tentative goodbye,

but we tried to ignore it.

Now we can't.

So we lie on the couch together,

and watch an artsy movie online,

our fingers freely interlaced,

our routine for the last time.

We move to the bed,

chat and laugh like always,

our bodies wrapped up in each other

for the last time.

We wake up the next morning,

and have crepes for breakfast

with a nice cup of coffee,

for the last time.

We drive to the airport.

We hug and kiss,

we say goodbye,

for the last time.

-Zero