It all started with a spark.
Oh look at how beautiful she is! This girl standing before me as she is interested in me.
I am baffled as I never thought I could ever catch the eye of someone this beautiful.
This spark lit a bonfire into my soul, making me feel things I had never felt before, how brilliant it was.
This spark lit a flame of loving emotions as she became one of the most important people in my life.
This spark lit a burning need for her and her care, she made me feel like I could do anything, no matter what people told me.
She was what I needed, what I wanted, everything I had hoped for.  
We connected beautifully she was everything I was looking for and gave all the right answers, did all the right things.
But I lost control of the fire.
I watched it burn as it fed the anger in my soul that I didn't even know was there.
The fire continued to grow and I was swept into it.
I became the fire.
I rampaged around lighting everything aflame, but I went too far.
She was standing right there.
I ripped through her, I breached her trust, I didn't love her enough.
I broke her as this fire went right threw her.
I saw the light fade away from her eyes.
The fire that I was engulfed in distinguished in an instant.
I saw her collapse to the floor in pain as she screamed in agony.
I shattered her heart but it didn't come out in pieces.
I burnt her whole world down.
Now there are only ashes.
Ashes as I didn't give her everything I had to love her.
Ashes as I allowed my anger to push her away.
Ashes as I wasn't there for her.
And it's too late.
Now I just watch as the ashes pour out.
It will never happen again.