Two Hearts

I remember the night before,

You ate homemade salsa

That would end up on the floor.

You jabbered and laughed your way

Through playing board games

Never knowing the poison inside your pocket

Was deadly-laced.

The next morning,

I knew it:

I should have gotten up sooner.

Your heart, which I would press, was

Already still inside your chest.

My heart imploded

Crumbled down into itself

It aches and aches and aches and aches