My heart.

Past 4pm.
(February 19, a treacherous day for the hearts.)

*Situation
Again a time for goodbyes. Those warm hearts were leaving. Under the garish sun above, inside a home filled with hearts dwelling by one large and weak heart, they were ready to leave. Miles to go.

*Me
The smoke was started before 20 hours  and my heart was succumbing slowing to it. It was suffocating the heart. The breaths were more deeper now and every time I could feel the muscles twitch voluntarily when the lip alone was about to smile.
I said to my heart,
"It's fine. There is technology to dissolve distance."
But it snapped.
"I have heard it several times before."
The smoke engulfed the heart.

One final hug and smile with wet eyes.
I knew the smoke was not only mine.

She waved hands untill my eyes couldn't help seeing her. Some salty drops rolled over my cheeks.
Smoke in its zest and little burns.

*A voice from heart.

"Memories stay. Sisterhood stays. Love stays. Time awaits. Hope stays. Feelings stay.
You'll once go and do all you need to."

The smoke was descending.