Stormy PoeticJustice

You said, “I would walk

                through a fire for you.”

So I built the fire myself,

                and stood in the middle.

                                Waiting.

 

I waited for you to find me there

                on your way through,

                                but you never came.

 

I wanted to meet you there

                so that we could let

                                our desires

                                           consume us.

 

Instead, I stood there alone.

                The flames swelled,

                                and eventually

                                            consumed me.