His warmth against my skin in the dark has been calming.

We talked all night about nothing but it was beautiful.
In between our words, we made love like everything was new.

Like last April never happened.
Before the poison set in.

I tried so hard but I could not hide the glowing within my chest.
He caught fire and we burned
together.

We ran from the sunrise and hid in the shadows of the second hand on the clock.

This left me coughing up ashes for days.