Our love was the kind that couldn’t be saved from destruction.
Your eyes always burned through the crowd, shattering my atmosphere. We came together with an urgency that violated speed restrictions. You told me “Nobody” and “Nothing” and “No one else” as our lips crashed into the surfaces of each other.
And in the wake of our violent beginning, the end came slowly, and silently—
Long after the ground cracked, the world quaked, and the dust settled. Like an empire, we were never built to last. The girls and boys of tomorrow will kick at the dust of our ruins, wondering and guessing about the the monumental scar that remains.