Unfinished

Unfinished, that’s what you and I are

The older we get, the less finished

Sentences we’ve left hanging

Thoughts that we never shared

The openness that forever closes

Unresolved arguments that pile up

Shortcut consolations to avoid issues

One day the avalanche will be our end

We’ve done everything to stay apart

Moved away from what doesn’t work

But something keeps us tied

Just as this poem, we are unfinished

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