nothing is given

everything is taken

nothing is lost

everything is returned

i wish i could say that

i see it plainly now, but

it's been too long

it's far too late, and

it doesn't matter anymore
what killed you

what matters is,

you're dead

and while i can't promise

that i'll never revisit this grave,

at least now 

i know

that's what it is.

towards the end, 

you too were a coward and a liar,

- which adds a certain

symmetry

to the whole thing -

as well as callous,

viciously so

which i could never learn.

whatever.

goodbye.