We stood there
Our souls entwined
In some strange magnetic attraction
Both of us yearning
Needing to be
It was always a question of when
Forever answered with one simple word
Like a song left on repeat
Soon
From off in the distance
The faint sound of rumbling thunder
Like little white lies
Seemingly harmless
Growing louder and clearer
More aware of it’s imminent arrival
Soon
A sudden outburst of veracious words
Raining with disbelief
Left us soaking in reticence
As the wild white storm rolled in
Ravenous and greedy
Tearing the words from our mouths
Devouring the flesh from our very bones
The savage beast
Settled down to rest
Digesting what was left
Of our whole existence and half-truths
Until there was
nothing left
But silence
And
We
Were
N o
M
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