And so on burns the romance.

Candle light fills the room.
The air of romance surrounds.
You know my heart.
It stirs alone, in the face of regret.
Disappointment in the unknown.
What could have been,
If what has been, hadn't?
Would this night be spent here
With the empty romance?
It consumes the air I breathe.

poem by Kamryn Chew
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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