It was supposed to be true love
I would have kissed you for always
Was there no trust?
I would have kissed you through time
But our pulse was just a wish unfilled
There was only history
It breaks me truly
To bid you farewell
All of our memories
Burning in my hands
Photos and letters
Signed with our secrets of love
Reduced to ashes
I walk with matches in hand
Away from the fire
Away from the place that was home
Standing at a safe distance from the mansion
I watch it go up in flames
Our memories and history
Burn just as you burned my heart
I submitted this for a poetry competition so I'm hoping I'll get something or at least get advice on how to develop my writing