from Opinionated Man
I close 2016 with a period.
Not a comma in hope that something additional will be added.
Instead another period of ending, a finalization of an additional chapter called two thousand and sixteen.
Remember when my endings started with hope. A promise that perhaps the next day would be a new day.
Remember when we could still feel the presence of one another? A stranger’s beating heart that I strangely felt.
It was your heart I once felt and could feel each night. It was the power of hope that let me feel it.
With each closing year comes a final period.
An ending against an ending that I never want to read again.
And so we close 2016 again with a sigh.
A period that never ends, a period that never dies.