You loved me so fiercely that I burned;

Our love a living sentiment of mutual passion, seemingly everlasting in the midst of it all.

It all happened so quickly; you swept me off my feet and into the loving arms of your sweet embrace faster than I expected.

We fell deeply, completely inexperienced, yet drawn into the unexplored grounds of love.

Just as soon as it began it ended, our fire extinguished once we realized it was more than we could take. We weren’t ready, especially not you. Your love weakened quickly while mine only grew, leaving me wounded with your temporary passion.

It was forced, despite how natural it felt. Despite how well we fit together. We eroded each other over time, both of us left small and helpless.

You loved me so fiercely that I burned; now, you’ll only be left with ashes.