I will stand by you, even through the worst of flames
those were the words spoken between them, time and time again
but as soon as one caught fire the other retreated for shelter deep within the sand
left her there in the desert, dry, without an ounce of understanding
sometimes I feel I need patience cause deep down inside I do believe
but your silence and lack of attention creates this rage fierce within me
who fed you the rotten apple, that poisoned your love for me
fairytale gone, how it must have tasted so fucking sweet to walk away so easily
maybe it’s because of me or maybe you were just too scared
maybe my heat and intensity was far too much to bare
maybe I suffocated you with pure excitement and hopes for dreams
nonetheless you walked away and left me without a word or one good reason…
closure…
by Will Rivera
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