You whispered goodbye, breath suffusing brief heat on my fingertips. We're drifting apart now, and I never told you, but then in that moment, in that instant - I loved you. In the passing of that warmth, that intimacy, the world is chill again. Fleeting butterflies fading into cold ashes, that riot of colours and dizzying happiness is grey and falling like snow. The image of us will live on in my memory a fading reassurance that will die with my fire for you. In this lonely twilight, I kiss you farewell and am no longer half of a whole.