Burning

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?