The last second of the first moment we met, we had to catch each other as we fell, we stole each other's breath right from under our noses.

The last second of the first moment we kissed came abruptly. We had to pull apart sooner – to allow time to continue because it seemingly stopped the very second our lips met.

The last moment we shared was the second time I fell – although this time your hands weren't there to catch mine.

I shatter for the last time.