Like Lissel in the gazebo.

Like Angela Chase leaving Jordan’s car at night.

Like Scarlet Ohara the morning after.

Like Bonnie after she first made it with Clyde,

You kissed me in the Valley of Storm King

While the wind rushed passed our ears

And we were both too high to hide.

You gave me a part of yourself

That I have secretly enshrined.

Did you mean it?

Did you know what it would cost?

I felt my heart shoot sparks like a Roman candle,

My insides sigh.

I died.