The Fire She Created

I wanted her presence,

Stitched into my everyday life.

Not only I wanted her love,

But also a place in her soul.

What I felt for her is not a spark,

It was a fire burning within.

My love will never fade,

It is eternal, like time.

I did not choose her with words,

I chose her with my actions, my heart.

It was more than just love,

A connection beyond this world.

The fire within burns only for her,

Faithful, endless, and true.

My days revolved around her emotions,

the good, the bad, and the worst.

Now I stand alone after it all,

Blaming myself for what went wrong.

Searching for strength in a heart,

That feels torn once again.

She gave life to something new,

But died before it could grow.

When something dies inside,

Then we lose the fear of death itself.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.