it was over. that afternoon, while you were getting ready and I was packing my bags, it was more than finished.
it was over. at my first cry. in my first crisis.
it was over. that afternoon at the market door where i screamed. Inside that hug. there, it was already over.
on that trip, as you saw and heard the waves. there, you realized that it was over.
it was over. When I got back on the bus crying for hours. when i didn't want to get off the bus so i wouldn't have to deal with the end.
it ended on that trip, while we were looking for precious stones for a ring.
it was finished. when you looked at me while i was looking at the horizon, looking for my father.
when i planned the proposal on that show. the same show where you were getting ready while i was packing my bags.
it was already over.
