Asphyxiation on a Tuesday in November

I was climbing up the walls
whilst the sound of the wind
battered against sheets of glass.
Fragile sands kept us separated from
the darkness
that engulfed the night.

Tonight was a night of parting.
All we had between us were paper walls and
the realization that we couldn’t continue like this.
We were just a shell of a relationship.
I remember you couldn’t look at me when you told me that it was over.
Your head faced south,
ashamed of the decision you were making,
it wasn’t what any of us wanted but it was what had to be done.
We had to murder our relationship
to try and give it the chance to be resuscitated.

So you reached over with your beautiful hands,
placed them gently around my neck
and started choking.
The world went hazy, my thoughts expired
as the asphyxiation took hold,
the edges blurred, as I dropped to my knees.

I saw your face as I drifted off into a deep coma
I watched the darkness engulf me as we died in front of each other.