Between No Longer and Not Yet
You cannot prepare a place at your table for joy
without also preparing a place at your table for grief.
You cannot invite one without inviting the other.
This is the law of love.
Burning.
Burning, burning
Fire.
Beyond hot. Beyond pain.
Not memory.
Not waking up.
The sun has engulfed me. Sucked me down into its core.
The fiery furnace.
Can't see.
Can't move.
Can't even think.
Only fire.
Only pain.
Only the screams of the damned.
Why?
Why am I in Hell?
I didn't commit suicide!
I wasn't trying to kill myself.
I was trying to save Edward. And his family.
Not fear. Not despair.
Love.
…
Love.
Then how did FIRE become my eternity?
Help me …
Help me …
Please …
…
…
…
No one is coming
No one will stop it
The burning
Still burning
All my atoms transforming to fire
Until nothing is left of me
Not even ash.