I know these reviews are supposed to be constructive, but I'm not sure if there's anything I could say on its improvement.

this poem is pretty much perfect as is.

"And as we warmed our hands,
above the remains of my garage"

I love the mental imagery in those lines, as well as the idea that you were warming yourself over the flames of a love that would soon burn out.

Just a punctuation thing... I don't think you mean "lover's." I think you mean "lovers'."

Elegantly understated. You have talent.

The imagery in this is gorgeous (the nonchalant "as we warmed our hands, / above the remains of my garage" is a stunner), and the atlas metaphor is really interesting to explore as well... *goes off to play with paths, and how they might disappear*. Thanks for posting!