I am simply a fool.
You must be amused with that statement.
I watched every emotion rage from my soul trying to tie to yours. I figured I wouldn’t have to cry boat loads of tears to make you feel me.
So I cried…
And you didn’t feel anything.
You threw me in a burning pit of fire, and later grabbed my ashes to just let sit in remembrance of me.
You don’t remember anything about me; so how could you hold on to me?
On a shelf collecting dust with the rest of your stuff.
I remember me saying I loved you right before you pushed me to burn.
As my flesh is melting away I continued to say I love you, but I don’t think you recognize it with all the screeching involved. Do you recollect any memories at all?- HonestlyFrank