The summer, 2010

is when you started

and I predicted and END

not an end of you

or an end of Me

but an end between

between you and your drug

which is not understood

to be me

your first day

like many others before you

were just alike

in different ways

once the basic days

passed

and the loneliness set in

I know you would count on me

quicker than one to ten

but just to make sure I was right

I became invisible

to watch your steps

and study your moves

once a day you would

knock the secret knock

and say the secret word

but like the day before

nothing was heard

soon as I expected

once a day turned into twice a day

and twice a day turned into three

times a day

just as your eye began to twitch

legs start to shake and the sweat

raced down your face

I showed up

the relief in your eyes when you saw

Me

the spring in your step as you raced

towards Me

the strength in your arms as you embraced

Me

the excitement in your voice as you

greeted Me

would soon come to an END

not an end of you

not an end of Me

but an END to our ENDSHIP