You are like a sky. A fire across the clouds. And I can't peel my eyes away. Like a moth drawn to your flame, I'd rather burn down to nothing, then to fade from your memory. I was a part of you, the way each crater adds a little bit of character to the moon. And you erased me from your life. Dressed me in nonexistence. It was easier for you to look away than to wrap me in your love. I guess I flew too close to you, because my dear, you were the sun, and when you pulled me into you, my wings disintegrated, and I crumbled away in your warmth.