The Scattered Bones

by Nicole Scarano

“Good.” He smiled wide, his scar stretching, and the expression ruined my world only to rebuild it brighter. No one had ever looked at me like that, as if their whole heart was happy to see me.

“Every night I spend with you, I love you more,” he continued. “I’m filled with broken and jagged edges, but your softness and warmth fit perfectly between those sharp pieces. You make me whole. You’re what my life was missing, and the longer I stay at your side, the more I love you.

I’ll love you until I’m dead in the dirt, then I’ll love you until my body is nothing but bones. And when my bones fade to dust coating the earth, I’ll still want you.”