It was like lighting the wrong end of the ciggerate and putting it in my mouth. A tinge of the lit end on the tip of my tongue left your burnt & grey flavor to cherish forever.
It was like swimming in an ocean when I barely knew how to balance myself in water. You thrust me high across the clouds until the weight became too much for both of us. We saw the shore but couldn’t unravel the path to it. Our feet were too heavy to drag out of an ocean where we lost our balance forever.
It was like jumping in a pool of fire. The flames in your soul turned out to be my Achilles heel. All that is left of us are these ashes scattered all over the place. Maybe one day these ashes will birth a Phoenix to put an end to the hell we burn in constantly.