FIN

It can't be over.

You can�t be gone.

There was so much left for us to do.

You haven't yet introduced me to all your teddy bears

or your teddies

and I haven't introduced you to my Aunt Selma.

She would have hated you

but I would have stood by you

despite that.

You can't be leaving me.

You can't be gone.

I can't believe that

after all we've said

and all we've never said

all we've done

and all that's yet to be done

all we promised

and all the lies we told

that now

we're saying goodbye.

Well, you are.

I won't.

I don't accept this.

I can't.

It can't be over.

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