Look at me in the eyes.
Tell me something I don't know.
I wish you would tell me the truth.
Instead of leaving me in the dark.
I miss the warmth of your eyes and the truth you always spoke.
Until you said that little lie that created a spark.
I never knew I was made of paper until the spark consumed me and made a fire.
You tried to turn off the flames but it was too late.
I watched the flames reflect in your eyes.
I could not touch you I would hurt you if I did.
All I could do was watch you as I burned away.
With a sad farewell I turned into ashes.
And the wind blew my ashes into a different place.
Away from you...away from you.... ~C.Ø.