You loved me with such passion,

That I forgot what true love is;

Dazed by what you showed me— what you spoke.

Was it love?

Or was it lust?

The fire licked my skin, its hot tail snaked around my heart,

Gripped it, squeezed it ‘til it almost burst.

You caught me, locked me in a cage, and I, desperate for your love— never questioned.

Behind metal bars, disguised as promises of eternal love,

I lost myself;

Every part of me dried and burned.

So now,

You’re only left with ashes.