Her Last Day - Discount

The room was dark and black and blue.

I bought a copy of the Times for you.

There was moer in that room than you and I.

Three hours later I read what you had in mind.

I can’t take it.

I can’t explain it.

I never thought of it before.

Today is my last day, my last miserable day.

I wish there was something more.

Your combative plans for an unguessed end,

a circumstance you were sure we wouldn’t forget.

Am i being illogical?

I know hopelessness, lonliness, say it isn’t so.