The warmth from the light kept his mind on track, he thought of one thing as the light grew brighter, the fire catching all the wood.
Light faded from his eyes, he slipped into the last ever memory he had of her. He wished he’d died, he wondered why it wasn't the last memory of his life.

She was sitting beside him on the couch, her feet in his lap. She looked so beautiful in the soft light, her eyes shone with a sparkle alive with the dancing flames.

He looked to her and said, “Always, I always am unable to tell you… You know?”

“What do you mean? What do you want to tell me?” She asked him playfully, almost teasing him.

“I mean, I like… No, I love you…” He shied away from her piercing gaze.

“Aww” Chuckling at him, she asked, “Why don’t you look at me, and tell me what you love about me?”

Like a different person, but not quite, he slowly caressed her feet, lightly kissing them, “I love your feet, yes I do. I love your legs,” He spoke in whispers between the kisses he planted on her. “I love your soft thighs, I could rest my head there all day, looking up at you laugh. I love your soft belly. I love these soft hands. I love every bit of you…” He whispered last as he began to kiss her softly. “You know how long I've wanted to tell you that I love you?”

“No. Tell me” Her voice slipped out as a caress to his ears, as from closed eyes her lips tried to find his, as he toyed with the space between them.

“I've loved for much of the little while I know you, since the day I realized you are the one I want by my side, when I look besides”
Kiss.
“You I miss when I see my empty hand. You who’s taste I’ll remember in my mouth”
Kiss.
“You I want in my hands here, forever.”
Kiss. She tried to get up, she saw her phone ring.
“Don’t go. Don’t leave please”
Kiss.
“I love you so much, you make me feel like the world belongs to us. Mine to win”
Kiss.
“Don’t go”
He looked into her eyes, that sparkled with the dancing flames from the fireplace.
He looked at her one last time.