The Story

If the world would end in 5 years,

How come it is ending for me now?

Why does the thought of everything coming to an end,

does not give me the same fear as before?

I feel like I've been screaming into a void.

Hopeless, tired, and broken.

My voice never faltered.

My eyes are forever misty.

Death is inevitable.

Would it be a sin to want it?

more than what life could offer.

more than you.

more than us.

more than these little chapters are written.

more than our story's happy ending.

more than this.