The ashes fall lightly on me. Claustrophobia engulfs me. My breath is ragged.
Yet, I move in a little closer. I want to feel her warmth against me. I gave her my heart the day she picked me up. I want to enjoy a lifetime with her but I will take what I can get.
She coughs yet again, violently. I wish I could tell her this was killing her. My feeble wuff goes unnoticed. This might be her last puff.