Everything with you was always fire.
Not a slow burn,
the only thing slow about us was the wait.
So now it's my turn,
I'm setting everything we ever had ablaze.
Just like he told me to.
I wanted to wait for you,
In hopes you'd find your way back.
But i'm done waiting.
Im done because thats all it's ever been.
I'm setting everything on fire.
Our memories,
Our feelings,
Our passion.
Everything will burn to the ground.
This isn't a goodbye,
not at all.
Simply a cleansing.
So if one day you make up your mind,
i'll still be here.
If you want we will rebuild,
everything will have to be new.
Because this,
how it is now,
Was never what I wanted.
Now it's my turn.
And I'm dropping the match.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to a person I'll never send
PoetryIf only you knew how my first love made me feel.
