End It was the end, And with it she rested, No more games, Heartache by numbers, She had what she needed, Only needing him, Just to be held so closely, So tightly, knowing It was the end. Poem © Phen Weston Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... 2 thoughts on “End” Add yours Beautifully penned. Reply Thank you very much XD I’m glad you liked it. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) w Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.