The TRUTH slicing and cutting me into thin PIECES.
PIECES of me, reduced to diminished, unperceivable STATE.
STATE of burning, ashes burning ashes, and everything else burns further like CINDER.
CINDER like every memory of you that shall soon DISAPPEAR.
DISAPPEAR until everything is but REMNANTS.
REMNANTS of what was once a beautiful STORY.
STORY of two people who had fallen in LOVE.
LOVE that had been kept for YEARS.
YEARS came after years, and finally hearts giving IN.
IN a matter of seconds, feelings came POURING.
POURING uncontrollably, but we're no fools to not KNOW.
KNOW that all is but a LIE.
LIE that can never replace the TRUTH.