Someone said

that a bomb had hit our building.
her face
was about to crumble.
i was about to move, but
my back hurt so much.
i did not know what to do.

someone banged open the door, asked
"is everyone ok?"
i told him that my back was broken.
he lifted me over his shoulders.
i wanted to thank him but i could not find the words.

he led a band of people down the stairs.
was i going to die?
we kept on going and going,
and then some people ran in front of
him and me.
they were afraid.
so little time...
his sweat was pouring over me.
i wanted to give him something to drink.
"it's ok"
i thought i said.
he smiled and sped up.

into the silence my mind disappeared,
i thought,
and i could smell the smoke.
into the silence my tears flowed,
then
i asked to be put to be put down.
i asked for his cellphone.
i told my family that i loved them.
he said we could still make it.
i felt that we were in a war.
the building had started to
waterfall.

i think i kissed him.
he was the last one...