the lost in translation chronicles: it was comin'

it's coming. i can feel it coming—the long goodbye.
it begins with a few sighs and short hellos, "don't got time," hello-gotta-go-goodbye.
then, its—"i need time to think."
this is when the waitin' begins.

and this is where the staggering sign goes up that says—

"this is beginning of the end."

whatcha goona do?

for you know it was comin' all along.
'cause when you're hummin' and yer strummin' that same old song,
even if it is to a different tune,
it's still the same old song.
so, you had to know it was comin'–all along.

the art of living the art of love

l.m