A long poem, Giacomo: The End

I've been a mess ever since that one night we stood next to each other you were just so close and all I wanted was to touch you to remember how we used to be and because of that night I was truly able to reflect our relationship it started out like a dead fire barely burning but smoke emerged and I was the one who fed it leaves and branches and you were the one who told me it wouldn't work sometimes you would help it grow and I thought finally you were giving it a chance but as soon as the rain came or winds raked through the trees you would flee into the tent and I would stay by the fire hoping it would last the night but one morning I woke up dirt on my face twigs in my hair and I saw that the flame had finally died and for a while I sat poking at the ashes hoping it would come forth but you noticed it was gone too and you just sat next to me reminding me that it wasn't coming back and when I left it was almost laughable you were surprised so when I think back to that night we stood next to each other and how much it affected me it only furthered my resolve so when i see you now and see how you have improved as a person I can feel my heart ache for the love I should have received but now I only give a small sad smile I can't ever go back to you to feeling like a shell of a person a person that felt that she should have been better at loving and devoting her entire being to someone who didn't deserve it

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