Fire
It isn't just destruction,
It is warmth
It is the sun
It is life

Fire
It gives me drive
It gives me passion
It gives me feelings

Fire
It creates the spark
It creates excitement
It creates jealousy

Fire
It holds me to you
It holds me to people
It holds me to life

Fire
It dies
It turns my face
It ignites for him

Fire
It draws me to him
It forces my hand
Forces my lips

The fire in my heart that burns for you is dying.  It has been doused several times, but refuses to die just yet.  

The fire that burns for him grew too quickly and is now a poison
Ripping me apart
Eating away at my body from the inside, out
It's ruining my relationship with you, with Rose, and with myself

This fire is burning my heart alive.
I can feel it roasting
At least, I think that is the ache I feel in my thoracic cavity

I am miserable.  
But I have no idea how to change that.