Endings

There are some endings, with a path, a lover, a habit, an identity that comes in a tentative manner...lingering. Filled with returns, what ifs, living in betweens.

Then there are some that arrive with clarity, definition, loud noise of boundaries contained by walls covered in shards of nooooos. Guarded by undescerning dragon destroying all in it's path. 

Inside of that sits the self

Saying ...when you were taken by the Promise of the Beautiful, the Seduction of a Sacrifice, the Successes of a Challenge...I was here, left by you, waiting for you. You couldn't see that It was me that you were looking for, after all.