It didn’t seem quite real

Yesterday.

But now I’ve woke up from the

Nightmare.

I cut the ring that you gave me

Off.

Put all the poems and letters in a

Box.

I want them to

Burn.

But I can’t get rid of

Them

When you walk by I

Cry.

I thought we would be

Something.

But you didn’t want

Me.

Of course you didn’t want

Me.

No one wants

Me.

So now I just say

Goodbye.

I bid you

Farewell,

I hope your happy

Now.

I loved you fiercely that I

Burned.

Now there’s nothing left but

Ashes.