I lay awake
wondering
why you put down
our candle.
It burned the brightest.
Planes would fly
low
to greet us.
Even as the candle
flickered
you held it close.
The smoke from the snuff
fills my lungs with questions
left unanswered and
a hazardous
cough.
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