Trying to Fathom

you were in love with a fantasy

you loved me until you saw the ugly parts of me

then you hated me

and no longer saw any of my beauty at all

I was fire

and you turned me to ash

now I am lucky enough to fly away with the wind

and one day I aim to be part of the sky

so that every time you look up

you will be reminded

of the beauty

that you once saw

in me

-g.g