My Last Rite

I can see the smoke rise as I see it catching fire. Last of our rites. Both of us together burn it. I tried to bring it back to life. But half of it which u possessed had already died. And the other half cant survive on its own. I had to accept that our relationship is over. As I burn it on the stake I see your eyes full of accusations, full of complaints and selfishness.
But behind this false mask you know the reality. I don’t know when you’ll see it but when you do you’ll regret. How much will you return from the reality? In my heart I still love you but after that day I know that I was cheated, lied to and betrayed. My emotions were brutally murdered, my sacrifices very casually overlooked. And now I know that ill never love you as much.