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The Blaze Behind the Door

A Keystroke made, a memory created.

Beyond the pixels a connection is born,

Kindled between two, but not fully reciprocated.

Time's arrow marches forward, and a spark is ignited,

A passion beyond anything felt before.

If only I could have seen the fire,

The blaze behind the door.

Memories of happiness flood the open room,

thrashing, crashing without care or direction.

empty promises made to bring the calm to the raging waves.

promises of hope, of peace and affection.

The waves grow louder, harsher and cold,

As scars are made, and composures fold.

The fire burns brighter, being forgotten and ignored,

The raging ember, the blaze behind the door.

Wood crackles and withers, as the door collapses,

Screams echoed, pleasant memories burn to steam

the pressure building, the fire too hot, I can't take this anymore

I stand there idle. My heart wailing "Where did I go wrong".

The ashen doorway taunts me, as I walk into the flame,

If only I'd put out the fire. The blaze behind the door