Art in Words

3

Maybe we were never meant to last this long
Maybe we were never meant to be
Maybe we met too soon or too late
Maybe in another life or dimension
or even in our past lives

But I know that this isn't going to last
It won't survive the battle this time, it's not gonna make it through, we've ran out of miracles to use.

Are we really going to stay around just to watch what we made together die by our own hands?

Is that what you wanted?
Is it what I wanted?
This sad, tragic end to a passionate love burning through our bones.

I thought we could burn forever
We were supposed to turn all we hated into ash, instead it was everything we adored that caught fire.
Now all that's left are the things we hate most about each other. You disgust me. I'm insufferable. We're still burning, brighter than ever before, in each other's arms, we both die countless times while our bodies intertwine.
We both dance the dance of ten thousand untamed flames while our skin melts off our bodies and we still dance in our morbid pleasure.
It hurts.

It's so painful.
Nevertheless, I still think life would be meaningless without you here, burning.

So burn me.

Burn me and tell me how I'm crazy for hurting.
Burn me and tell me you're healing my open wounds.
Burn me and leave scars on my back,
on my thighs,
inside my soul.

Burn me alive and let me die right here.
Observe me and bring me back to life with your painful, stinging touch. Sustain it.
Torture me till everything around us turns to ash.

Torture me until times end.

Show me you still care.