Sometimes, the harder you hold on To love, The more it slips Away From you. In our case, that is especially True. You loved me so fiercely That I Burned, Not you’ll only be left with Ashes. Our love began as a Spark, A flame just born. Though it grew, And grew, And grew. Soon enough, our love Because an Uncontrollable, dangerous, fierce Fire. And like all fires do, When our love grew, It left ashes and Destruction Wherever it went. I couldn’t take it anymore, But it seems that nobody could pour Enough water on our fire To finally put it Out. So in the end, You loved me so fiercely That I Burned, Not you’ll only be left with Ashes.