The End Poem by Christina Kosemund

Although I no longer see your face
In person, just in my head
I still think about you every day
But don't wish you were in my bed

I wonder if you still think about me
And yet, I think it's weird
I don't admire you anymore
Your anger and hatred are mirrored

I used to think you'd come around
So I would never fight
And now, although you go to church
I don't think you've seen the light

I don't mind if you've forgotten me
But know I'll always pray for you
I pray that you will find that light
In everything you do

Just know that God is always there
To get you through each day
And even though you will screw up
He'll help you anyway

I'll love you till the very end
But not the way I did
So on this can I've opened
I will now close the lid