Burning bridges is easy
Starts with a strike and a breeze
It’s warm and rewarding to know
You were the one who told them no
Let them go
Flames fade away
Smoldering ashes catch the breeze of a new day
Filling your mind with vandalizing vapors
of what if . . .
Love never dies… Or so they say.
Only fades away to glowing embers… Hardly anyone remembers.
Awaiting a rekindling kiss… Never in the midst.
Pure bliss … Pain is all there ever is.
It never dies, merely smolders away
Awaiting for the day
To be kissed
By rekindling bliss
Of true love