you burn me.

and it isn’t anyone’s
fault but mine.

i gave you the match
in the first place.

I watched you
smiling blue eyes
animated
in conversation.
Sad, in my position
I watched everyone
but you ,
looked at me.
Contact !
Eye to eye.
Excited I looked away.

For weeks I held the memory.

Waves framing an everlasting ocean
Tumbling bliss and turning light blue memories and wishes into dreams
In a spectacle it unfolded,

The sentiment of innocence marked by the white flower on my wrist,
A romance cut short.