Conversations I Poem by Cait Oiler

We're so different,
You say,
There are now lines around your eyes,
You pretend to brush them away and laugh,
I smile and say my heart isn't as fragile,
But it still is.
Time has crept closer than before and now we realize that it's over,
The feelings once felt have dimmed and faded into nothing more than a slip of coffee,
'What if it would have been different? ' You ask,
But the question isn't answered,
We both know the answer,
We both know that this is the end.