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

How carefully she stood in the pile of ash,

Hoping not to disrupt its peace.

She wanted to hold her hand for a lifetime

But now she was wishing that she had more than humanity had to offer.

Her tears fell to the remains

And her eyes

We’re filled with a fire,

That you could see was close to its death.