She felt the jolt of loss the moment she woke.
Her body screamed, "You're still alive! Even though your heart has broke."
It would go into shock every now and then
To remind her that he was gone again.
A feeling so terrifying, so painful, she preferred to stay awake and slowly go insane.
Though she wasn't tired from lack of sleep, she was just tired of the pain.
The color drained from her cheeks and the glow from inside.
No more smiles or laughter, only tears she couldn't hide.
She dared not blink as if doing so would keep them from falling.
Night after night, a cigarette in hand, but he wasn't calling.
She lived her days repeatedly through the stages of grief.
(Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression)
She had eluded Acceptance until she was ready for a reprieve.
But each time after the last, it beckoned even more.
As much as she resisted, the temptation to rest was winning the war.
Soon there wouldn't be much to look forward to tomorrow.
She was ready to let go and end her sorrow.

But he came to her this night, knowing she couldn't say no.
He was killing her slowly in the come and go.
And he had taken as he pleased, bringing more life into his own.
Never aware of what she sacrificed, he had not known.
He finally saw the damage and realized how
She ended up lifeless here in front of him now.
She had given herself to him, every bit of her light.
He shouted, "I'm sorry," and this time he meant it.
There would be no fight.
He knew that he could not truly be without her.
Tears poured down his face and he shouted even louder.
With her eyes closed, he told her he loved her and kissed her fervidly.
And then, something happened most unexpectedly...
She kissed him back as much as she could.
She was brought back to life by the only one who should.
They kissed and kissed and made love right there
With her blood, his sweat and both their tears.
Though they had struggled for years, they knew that this was how it would be.
In the end, with themselves and with each other,
They would finally find peace.