Finally the flames catch
I can feel the warmth on my bare legs
still I stand there
watching the memorizing flames
dancing over a pile of very small trash

they spread from note to note
turning it a rustic brown
to a haunting dark black

notes I've had since Jr.High
childhood
when father time and the grim reaper weren't in my head

each containing sweet words
petty thoughts
and feelings meant to last forever

trash now.

I don't need them anymore
one is taking forever to burn
it's been folded so many times
it reads Warning: spelling bad inside

Warning
Warning
Warning
I like to watch it burn

you have her
your first love

or so you told her
everything I need now
my mind holds

In the back of my mind
is a grave stone for your soul

good times are long gone
our friendship came to an end
I have no ties now
It's just me in the end

the flames begin to burn out
nothing but remains
once was black
now dark gray
and then ash white.