i chase the sun.
it burns,
as all good things do.
but you told me to keep going.

i keep going
after the sun.
i do not look at the moon;
for you told me it is deceptive.

i burn and burn
even after i am nothing but ashes.
the moon
looks so captivating now.

it whispers
that you lied to me.
you were a fool, it tells me.
i burn in my love.

i burn til i am nothing but a heart.