A love that died like a flame.

His word echo in my head
Big and bold like the boiling sun
the wind whispers 'love is dead'
His hands in mine my eyes burn
with one thousand tears for our love.
Your cruel words isolate me from
the outside world.
Love is blind.
I know that's true.
Because a choke out your words
to myself at night.
'You will never be mine.'