Our love was real and quite the blaze,
Though when the fire blew out, I was left in a haze.
For I did not see this to be our end,
To me, it was more of a ‘see you again.’
I looked at the ashes, the memories of us,
And wondered why did you have to turn it all into dust?
Even now I wonder if we could ever be reignited,
Or is this feeling just too unrequited?
Now I yearn for the flame we once shared,
Because the warmth that you gave me, made me think that you had cared.
And I’ve been trying to move past this, but I guess I’ll never learn,
That once you touch the fire, you’re bound to get burned.