I say I am stuck in her daydreams, wasting seconds on this world. Stripped from her ribs cloned in an image of her love. Floating up gripping the pieces of my broken self, attaching them to my long lost limbs, closing my heart knowing that I am lying trying to live the better life. Straight down from the tunnel that I enter, smothering the embers that burn in to my blood, keeping the flames down not allowing the smoke to rise to burn my mind. The embers grow with the days that pass, my fuel is running low but I am in the forest of her eyes, logging my way through dense distance’s lighting everything in my path on fire just so I can see her burn for me.
The borders dividing our world mean nothing, each country is another part waiting their turn. I will make the mountains crumble and the sea’s rise. Drowning the world that denies a love through distance and determination will finally set itself aside to die. Logged to abandonment we drifted apart, finding myself not at home, because home is when I am with her.
The nape of her neck grows cold with out the presence of my burning blood. Her cruelty towards my words had put out the flames that I set a fire to. Her tears erased the damage of my passion, the forest in her eyes was known a barren land covered in soiled soot. Days had past and life begun to spring. A smile once buried by her frown now found laughter in the eyes of another enchanting man. She understood as the forest in her eyes began to grow that it was she now who was stuck in this new lovers day dreams wasting seconds on the world, escapes was futile, trapped in this new world she began to set him a blaze, the fire that I once burned for her had never died the coals simply had surrendered and kept warm under her glowing gaze. She keeps me warm in her thoughts. My blood does not boil for her but simmers on the low heat in the cauldron of her desires. The forest that I once loved and set on fire is not mine to watch grow, it was never mine to love. That’s why I set us on fire, never wanting to put us out.