We tried to weather the storms

Sugar coated every word

Carefully conveyed every emotion

Plagued by lingering insecurities that penetrated through silence

Sang softly tunes of anger

Too careful not to err

In hope that time will mend us

In the mid night hour

We sat awake

Haunted by heavy breaths

Slowly acknowledging the reality of our fall

Getting lost in sexual debates

In hope that our every hungry flesh would save us

From the truth that stood before us

In vain we held back salty swells of tears

Fearfully we sobbed at the smell of our death

For we knew that not even fate could heal us