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.