Snuff

I still press your letters to my lips

And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss.

I couldn't face a life without your light,

But all of that was ripped apart, when you refused to fight.

So save your breath, I will not care.

I think I made it very clear.

You couldn't hate enough to love.

Is that supposed to be enough?

 

Criticism welcomed!

Done