I loved you.
My all, I gave to you
But It was an assumption.
I assumed you wanted my all,
My love, my protection, my flaws.
I gave blindly to a blind love.
Wondering why I got burnt
By a flame you never lit.
Cautiously entering the flames
Of love – alight with the spark from within.
My flames will keep me warm.
I no longer need yours.
A collection of poems about the journey of love, lust and loss.