jueves, 21 de octubre de 2010

Campfire.

Campfire.

I’ll set the brightest fire for you,
to burn us in all your memories,
to burn me and all I am…
As I happily embrace you in the dark.

Neither running nor complaining,
throw me there and burn to ashes
all we had and all we wanted,
now it’s time to keep on walking.

Consume the words I gave you
as I set yours inside the garbage,
no more letters, no more calls,
just you and I inside the campfire.

Hear them creak and toast a little
while burning yourself into the tears,
don’t worry; it’ll be only for a minute…
Until we forget these futile you and me.

-Campfire-

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