Match the Sun
written by: Mars Nicks
We died last night.
Everything we had said and done, everything we were, was gone.
We woke up this morning with brand new bodies and a brand-new chance.
The sunlight taunted my new flesh with warmth and the promise of a new day- but your eyes made a counteroffer of familiarity.
You closed the curtains, and like a fool I believed you when you said you would stay with me.
My familiarity melted into routine and the security I had begged for clumped in my throat, hardening like wax.
One morning I woke up and there was no air in my lungs. The sunlight barely shone through the curtains that had been closed for so long, but it tried to reach me still.
How rude, not to match the Sun’s efforts, I thought to myself as my body laid limp on cold sheets.
I reached to open the curtains but fell, tearing them down completely.
The sunlight covered all of me at once.
I laid on the floor letting the warmth melt the wax, and oh how it burned.
- Match the Sun - November 21, 2025
