Being fireproof, I've never burnt so bright,
My gaze a little unsteady,
My fingers grasp the glass more tightly,
Red dripping on what we were,
Tears soaking what we became.
Looking over my shoulder,
Trying to catch a glimpse,
Trying to find a place to begin,
Dust gathering in my hair,
I've been here too long.
The moonlight flickers,
Ashes cling to my skin,
Escaping,
Tormenting.
I suffer,
You sin.
Roses on our grave,
I bring more today.
Am I the only one visiting our memories?
Staying so long,
I've watched them turn into nightmares.
"I love you"
"It'll pass," I said,
Yet I still stand alone in our wake,
Watching you become her paramour,
Watching us pass away.
