Red Flags and Flames

Hindsight is always 20/20. Thats what everyone keeps telling me. Its easier to see the red flags after the fact. But what if I saw all the red flags while it was happening? I chose to ignore those flags. I chose to keep moving forward with the field covered in red flags. I saw those red flags and decided to try burning them down. I didn't want to see those flags. Those flags were warnings and I just kept ignoring them. In the process I was burning the whole field and the field was covered in a giant red flame. Still, with that flame high over my head, burning my cheeks, I still kept walking through that field. Until one day, after my body was covered in ashy lies and my feet were burnt raw, I didn't know why I was still wandering through this field. I thought love was passionate like a flame. Maybe thats why I kept going for as long as I did. I was hopeful and thought, "This is how it should be".  But that flame, never gave me anything back. That flame was only using me to fuel its own agenda.