Breathing this char
out of my heart,
I can’t help willing
a meager flame to stay alive.
Early on, people noticed
the kindling spark,
pointed it out, gave it air.
I wrapped myself around
the fire for warmth,
but also to keep it hidden.
I selfishly soaked up the heat
you generated, and never
let you feel it.
Now, I’m confronted
with the daunting task
of extinguishing
that which has sustained me,
to set you free
from my imagined future,
to let you have your own.
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