Listening

End of the day, it's winding down imminent
The finality of what has been, at best, erratic
Sitting back, the strains of music playing, evoking
Memories and more, The Parting Glass haunting
As a parting has been and likely will be again
No matter the longing for a return to what the heart
Yearns for, I know that what must occur is simply
To move on, to become again what I had started
Better for having known, better for having experienced
All that she was and is, all that we had, all that almost was
One day over it all and able to look back without
The faint strings of what if tugging and tearing
Me apart