to person #1:
I will never forget how quiet it was
as the darkness of the room
and the warmth of your breath
pressed themselves against my neck.
you whispered that when you shot a gun,
you didn't squeeze the trigger
like you were supposed to,
but pulling works just fine, too,
and I could feel your thumb against my cheek
and I wanted to be the only gun
cocked back and aimed at your temple
and I thought about oranges
and your heartbeat was really fast
and I cried a lot
when you said your heart was failing.