my love letters by Luthien (rewritten)

Relics of my past hope kindle the fire beneath the altar

destined in death to plead in repent.

Regret and unrequited bittersweet confession

leaving my tongue stung.

Spellbound words unholy writ

desperately seek to reclaim myself.

The memory and temptation of her name

lies forgotten, buried, and hidden away.

Now my love letters remain just as they were in that moment--

Crazed indignity. Just shadows. Just dust.