"And in the end they were meant to be apart, like separate chambers of the human heart".
She gasps as I move to her, stopping only inches away from her trembling body. Pressing my forehead against hers all I can do is look down because we both know, it's the beginning of the end.
My fingers interlace hers, good god why do they fit so well? I close my eyes and flood my lungs with her smell.
We slow dance in this burning room, knowing all to well we'll be reduced to ashes soon.
But I don't care, I don't want to let this go. This moment, this embrace. I know it'll be our last. She fights, scratches, claws at my back, struggling to hold on, trying to suffocate the space between my heart and Hers. The beats feel forever apart, and though she tries she can't stop my bleeding heart.
Holding her in my arms we revolve around this inferno of a room.
"I won't let you go" I lie, desperately trying to convince myself it's true.
That this isn't the end, that'll it'll be ok, it's just a bad dream.
But the flames whip my back, the tables on fire, and she burns her face in my chest, branding her tears into my skin.
The smoke suffocates us as our bodies start to char, she squeezes me harder but it does no good.
We ran out of time, we're not gonna make it, She slowly pulls away and the flames consume us.
How's that saying go? "From ashes to ashes and dust to dust"
I tried to love but it wasn't enough.
Now skeletons we lay, doomed from the start,
My rib cage is empty, she still holds my heart.
-The Cloud Watcher-