I want to burn the pages

I want to burn the pages where I scribbled your words in a rhapsody of rhymes,

I want to burn the pages where your running between the lines, like a little kid,

I want to burn the pages where I wrote our song and filled it up with the golden hue of the sunshine,

I want to burn the pages that reek of the smell of the roses you once gave me,

I want to burn the pages that I’ve stitched together with a thread of love,

I want to burn the pages where the words laugh merrily whilst having discussions about you,

I want to burn the pages where you made your home, where I’ve described you like an autumn evening,

I wanna burn the pages, where the letters sit waiting to reach their long lost destination,

I want to burn the pages where the ink is smeared and the blurry words tell a story,

I want to burn the pages that I wrote ever after that July monsoon afternoon,

I wanna burn the pages where I made a love story,

I want to burn the pages where your smile slowly married my rhymes,

I want to burn them, because they are a personification of you,

I want to burn them because I wrote them with a one track heart,

I want to burn them because they don’t belong to me anymore,

They’re all yours,

Their history, past and future, their rhyme, it all belongs to you.

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