incidental memory

oh this fire
oh this flame
no i will not
not remember your name

as we walked through the door
and, yes, we came
we didn't see who was knocking
or what the store
had in mind to bind
and tie us here

a robbery of sorts
to sort out what was yours and what
was mine
the divine in me wasn't so much in you
and i couldn't see past what i
what i thought i knew
to be true

and oh this fire
oh this flame
no i will not
i will remember your name

now that this is over
that the ashes have fall
it's clear you'd never make it,
never in it for the long haul

no i will not
will not remember your name
or the game(s)
that you played