Transition

I’m not
ready for
you to
love me

She
said

So let’s
just take
things
slow

There’s
so much
I can’t
forget

She
said

But I
need this
more than
you know

Last Orders

Is that
really
it

There’s
nothing
more?

She asks
while
falling
to the
floor

We’ve
drunk
it all

The
well
is dry

He
exclaims
with a
tear in
his eye