The end of the world — Summary

DanteInspired

We have both moved on for the best I am happy You are happy We are happy Not together, but the love for each other is loud enough like a scream on a early morning Your voice telling me "you have someone better now". You're right I do have someone better You tell me "you cry as if it's the end of the world" No, I cried like that because I was with you Now I haven't cried once because of the person I have now I have not cried because of the people who surround me now You talk about someone new and it pains me in my chest, Not because I wish I could be her Because I wish happiness for you I then realize I have found happiness in my self and others

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Dante's poem is about two ex-partners who have each moved on, and about the speaker coming to terms with that. The opening lines sound calm and almost rehearsed: "I am happy / You are happy / We are happy." But the next line admits that the love hasn't vanished. It is "loud enough like a scream," which suggests feelings that are hard to ignore even after the relationship is over.

The middle of the poem is a quiet argument. The ex says the speaker cries "as if it's the end of the world," and the speaker answers that the tears came from being with that person, not from the breakup. Since then, there have been no tears at all. When the ex talks about someone new, the speaker feels a pang in the chest, but not out of jealousy. It comes from wishing the ex well. The mood is bittersweet but steady, and it ends on a note of self-discovery: the speaker finds happiness in themselves and in the people around them.

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