Incendiary Soulmates.

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Incendiary Soulmates.

Ulises Vargas 

December 23, 2025. 

Times change, 

and time flies. 

I couldn’t change, 

only tell lies. 

Fires tied us 

by the throats.

Meanwhile, 

I grew worse. 

We had to breakup. 

Then, fire burns out—mostly.

You bore the burden,

being my wife.

I may never apologize, 

and always stop you 

from ever moving on. 

I hope you’ll remember me 

like I remember you. 

So I’ll seek evidence 

by retraumatizing you. 

So long as you still mean something to me, 

then I better still mean something to you. 

I can’t be the only one suffering;

You will join me, too.

I’m dying in a world without you. 

I have, I am, and I will.

Join me, sweetheart. 

You’re a cruel bitch now. 

Die here with me, sweetheart, 

because its either our fires both burn all out 

or we burn bright together. 

But living as embers 

won’t do for me;

no—never, honey. 

We were—and are still—

lovers. 

We share, and burn bright, 

this love of ours. 

Your world is none without me, baby. 

Whether we’re both alive or if we’re both dead, 

we burn together;

in hot smoke, 

or in cold ashes. 

You shaped me, sugar;

showed me something different. 

You meant meant something to me, 

so I better still mean something to you. 

Join me, sweetheart;

Die here with me, sweetheart:

whether in hot smoke, 

or in cold ashes.