My Heart

“How much do you love me?”
“More than you could imagine.”
“Even if I’m a heartless bitch sometimes?”
“I always forgive you.”
“It’s only because I haven’t found the right heart yet.”
“Well, now you have me.”
“You’re right. Your heart should last me a long time.”
“Nothing. Go back to sleep, Mi Corazon.”


As the Sand Falls

I watch the sand trickle softly downwards. “So I’m really going to die?”
“Uh-huh.” The cloaked man in the corner said absently, looking at the knick-knacks on my library shelves.
“This is the part when you tell me you’re kidding.”
“Really? Sorry, I’m unversed in mortal slang.” Death said, taking the hourglass. “Well, let’s go.”