you were once fire
burning your passions infinitely
lighting yourself up for others to be engulfed in your inferno
at last
you’ve set yourself ablaze
hoping someone would burn out with you
waiting longingly for someone to come around
expecting somebody to save you from the mayhem you’ve deluged yourself in
she walks
elegantly, coldly, with full intent
eyes.
fixated on you
captivated by her presence
you reach for her
knowing that with one touch your entire world will no longer burn
but congeal
her gaze crosses yours
hands touch
amid the smoke and rain, amongst the chaos
she vanishes
ruthlessly
callously
with no warning
she lets go
trapping your entirety
seizing your fire
and igniting her own
she turns away with no glance in return
hollow
enraged with dejection
you’ve descended into a storm
an everlasting hell
your flames
now thunder, a depiction of your rage
sparks
converted to rain, the spitting image of your sorrow
cackling of the fire
emerging into thunder, a portrayal for your agony
your wildfire-
a hurricane of demolition
eliminating all warmth you once owned
you deluge yourself in isolation
convinced that with anyone else you’ll be incomplete
yet-
with her
you will be absolute.
infinite.
but what do you do when the person you want most, is the one you’re best without?
-c. alejandra