all good things come to an end

all good things come to an end

and so i took my pictures off the wall

and put them in a box,

accidentally knocking over a glass of brushes

but somehow, it seemed fitting

and i made myself a cup of tea

and put on some azure ray

and as it droned softly in the background

i realized all good things come to an end

and i suppose all new things have a beginning

and so ill say goodbye to the place i once called home.