Step upon a stone and look no further,
there remains fossilized remnants of two vertebrates; you and I in embrace. I swear that’s how we wanted it to end. Your arms around me and my legs around you. It’s all that we ever wanted in life; to live and to die like this. To be stuck in some maze, to be frozen in liquid amber, to be preserved for centuries on end. Engraved in rocks, carved in limestones, immersed in minerals. Two spines; your skeletal arms, my skeletal legs. If someone looks closer, I swear they can almost see us, smell us, taste us.
Within our hollow eyes you can see the way we once used to look at each other. With so much love and therefore longing, and therefore pain. The way you squirmed around me; your restless heart, and my ache. It just couldn’t last for another minute. But we lasted for as long as we did beside your feet,
as you step upon us, as rocks. We live on, while you carry us in your heart that beats like the way molten lava feels, contained underneath a blanket of heavy dirt. We dissipate in your smelting heart as you head back to your apartment alone and sit in a dimly lit room. Thinking about a tragic romance, and bleeding from your own misery;