I loved you so fiercely that you burned; now I’m only left with ashes

Ashes of memories that were supposed to last, like running my fingers through your soft black hair, and laying my love-filled kiss everywhere.

Once, drives through the night, singing and laughing, now listening to those songs, picturing your face there.

You’re no longer here.

My love for you burned so hot.

You’re ash in my hands, blackened by memories now gone.

Our love, lifeless and cold. Now you’re there, and I’m here.