It felt unfair , so unfair on your part ; to bring me back from my slumber , to give me hopes. All those times , I had been in the company of darkness that I illuminated with the wildfire of my existence. It was your nefarious act of being the sweetener in the recepie of those dull days that made my life such a delicacy. The dark was illuminated by the moon. I didn’t have to light the wildfire in those days. The warmth of the moon felt better than that of wildfire. The glory of the moon casted a spell on me and I was more than happy to be caught in that spell.
But how did I miss the underlying fact that it was nothing but just my pathetic fallacy to fall for your act of love.
You had no love left to give. You were not -never- allowed to have me.