My first thought was:
We traveled to the ends of the Earth

(and that doesn’t mean some apocalyptic drop off where
heat and fire rise from the cracked ground
in the pits of a season undefined
but rather
that the trees have given way to the winter
lying bare in the background
and waves rolled towards us in an infinite loop
crashing effervescent int the sandy shore
and houses that stood once as testimonies
now relented
with whispers of their former selves
cast out to meet the water.)

before we ever really knew one another.


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