A tornado touched down in a valley of Pennsylvania last night.

It swept us up as thousands of people
and objects swirled around a thousand feet off the ground.

A lot of lava lamps broke.

It was a full moon and everything lit up a pale blue.

The tornado knew our fate though.

The tornado pushed you and I to the very top of the funnel...We just hovered there...alone.

We looked in each others' eyes.
It was only for a second or two, but we understood.
We were together.  No words needed to be said.

And as quick as the moment came, it left.  We were ripped away into the vortex.

You landed safely in a pond.

I wasn't so lucky...

The left side of my torso got ripped out..