The Ashes of Circumstance
There was no denying our connection
Rare, intense, and beautifully complicated
There wasn't any sense of our direction.
Uncharted moments cleared pathways.
When you play with fire, you get burned.
And honey, you are an inferno of temptations.
I am a student of hard lessons learned.
And they say history always repeats itself.
You are also the perfector of hot and cold.
Don't you know you can't play with hearts like that?
One day, sweetheart, your house of cards will fold.
Will you remember those you left behind?
I am not one to chase after daydreams.
I can tell the difference between real and make-believe.
While you are rare, your immaturity is not, it seems.
Find your truth and there you will find your wisdom.
I'll be long gone as I've not the time to wait.
Patience is a game I've long tired of playing.
Especially with a temporary playmate.
Is there beauty in holding on or letting go?
I wish you nothing but the very best
May life offer nothing but blessings along the way.
Though I am sorry I revealed my heart upon my chest
I am not sorry to have made your acquaintance.