It won't be fine (At all)

I want you to take my lunchpack
for when you leave me
this afternoon
I want you to take my hand
just one more time
and tell me everything will be fine
because I know
it won't be fine
at all

I want you to take your bags
and all the shorts
laying around my room
because I know
you will not be here
for any longer

You will kiss my forehead
and leave me with regrets
because you know
that I didn't want things to end
like this

I want you to take all the sandwiches
and a glass of milk
because this is how I liked to take care of you
And you liked the way my hair smelled
after the 3th shower
that day

And after all the long conversations
and tearing up
and tearing down the walls
It's time to say it
Because we both know

You will take my lunchpack
for when you leave me
not very long from now

And I want you to take my hand
just one more time
and tell me everything will be fine
because I know
it won't be fine
at all

©HannahvanDijk