After witnessing you
playing tongue wars
in the middle of what
once was our favorite bar;
Surrounded by whom
once were our favorite people;

Made something deep inside
me, something so small
I hardly even recognized it at all -
A whisper of a ghost
named Hope - DIE.

As I looked upon You and
Her on the dance floor
I felt it burn.
And I welcomed the sting because
I knew that in the end,
this was the last bit of
You I had to cease.

Your ashes are a distant memory now
of a life I once had
that longer exists.
(True love, truly *****.)

Sincerely,
The Phoenix Me