Pen and paper.

I just wrote an entire page.

Dedicated to us.

Mostly about you.

Remembrance that soon will be gone.

I set the piece of paper on fire.

With my favorite lighter.

I watch it burn.

Then, I gather the ashes.

And throw it away.

Wind carries this story.

The good parts.

And where you've shown villainous tendencies.

I'm cutting any ties.

If we ever had any.

Goodbye.