Eternity has its many ways of fading

You are a single, blank piece of paper. I am tearing You apart. With a thousand pieces of You in my hands, I walk. I can feel my footsteps on your soul. Oh how I dance. I dance and I keep walking, away. October winds have colored my cheeks, in my eyes fire is reflected. I throw my thousand pieces of You in the flames. I watch them hungrily licking your heart to death. I light a cigarette with your cold blood, feel the smoke filling my lungs with comfort. You were a single, blank piece of paper, as were we. I tore you apart, as you did me.