Ember

 Tuesday, I still think of you. But just as a friend now.

This girl.
Has got me.
Tighter than a gator and it's prey.
I'm in the death swirl, and I'm in shock.

Ember.
God. Fucking. Damn.

I had lost this fucking feeling.

 I had lost it.

   It was fucking dead within me.

It was the foul stench that lingered throughout my body poisoning my mind.

It's corpse had rotted where it nearly fused to my flesh.

And than, Ember.

With an Ember, you can stay warm.
With an Ember, you can sustain life.
With an Ember, you can create something far greater than it in the form of a wild hurricane of flames.

We already tell each other we love one another.
We stare and laugh at everything we say.
I drive her to and from work.
She makes me feel so fucking warm its unbelievable.
We talk about getting married in Ireland.
We ask ourselves how can we believe that someone is so fucking.. amazing?
She fucking works me like a toy at her command when we had sex.
She tells me she wants to spend the rest of her life with me.
I tell her the same.

All this in 3 days time. I thought only a fool would fall in love so quickly. But this girl, Fuck. She doesn't go by the rules of love. Even the stars said it themselves. I asked her to go out with me on the same time of the solar eclipse. We didn't get to see it here on the east coast. But god damnit, the stars were literally aligned. They were aligned for us.


I, Ladies and gentlemen, am in Love