Your husband and I
Were childhood blood brothers
Our difficult home situations
Would render us inseparable
Our mothers smoked pregnant
Our fathers either or died or disappeared
We’d stay up and take drugs and stargaze
And plan crimes that we never did

Your husband and I
Made promises at 17
To be old men with houseboats and grandchildren
Who would be childhood blood brothers like we were
Some fires fade out
When you need them for longer
When it’s freezing and the sun is still hours away
Who cannot be any stronger

Your husband met you
You really pulled him from the darkest place
And I had been in love before but he never had
It was beautiful to witness the downfall
Some fires burn out
Before they get stronger
I’m praying for oxygen to restart the ashes
That I cannot take any longer