Sometimes love residue remains
long after the flames have smoldered out
to mere embers glowing faintly
we separated hearts but a little was left behind
a faint shimmer
and always fester deep down
where it can be pushed out of sight
but never quite forgotten
ready to burst into blooms of flame
if the heart is not discreet
fueled by misguided thoughts of happiness
when the relationship ended in grief
there is nothing to be gained
when we leave pieces of ourselves
behind to be collected by our exes