You and me, we have a home We made it from two boxes We aren't hobos or bums but built with what we had they are side by side connected by paste it looks like something that belongs on a fridge these two simple boxes joined together make a home with which we are ecstatic our smiles are shown by a kerosene lantern its gentle glow luminescent things are sound, stable and good we planned our lives forever but life does not go according to plan a changing of wind the kerosene lantern fell to the floor the flames spread consuming our boxes the flames licked at the walls the roof collapsed we were trapped in a conflagration you were quarantined from me we were separated by our box I fought tooth and nail to get to you you fought blood sweat and tears to reach me we panicked, struggled and sacrificed to redeem each other but it was too late for rescue we fought so hard our box gave i n we got to each other this is what we needed we knew we could not escape the inferno closing in, consuming the choking, acrid smoke I took your hand in mine I held it at our hearts you pulled me closer into your arms our tears washed streaks of soot from our face we knew this moment would be our last we wept harder it is too soon to say goodbye but these events transpire, inexorable you hold me close in your arms I allow myself to be vulnerable we connect hear to hear soul to soul the end draws near we take our last kiss our last embrace we don't need to speak to say our goodbyes we hold on tight this is the only way to spend our last moment we don't want it to be, but it has to be here we go, our bodies burning still we are together we take our last breath together we die in each others arms together now our souls detach, we fly away we spent our last moments together we died together it was the right way the way it should have been