Is my devotion to you just another fire I’m meant to starve?
Not the choice I would make, but the circumstances, the order of life, the cosmos
Has decided everything for me. Or was it you?
Perhaps, my attempts were doomed from the start
because your presence sucked the air from our tiny corner of the universe
Just tell me, darling, was it a choice you made
or is that just another fire I’m ought to starve because of cruelty of the fate?