“Tell me, my darling, why must
all good things come to an end?”
It was the wickedness of your soul that drew me to you. That wild glimmer in your eyes, held me captive. Every breath was a gentle whispering, like a hummingbird in flight. Together, we conquered. Together, we prevailed. Together, time was our enemy. At last, together, we lost it all.
© Sarah Doughty
all good things
come to an end?