because of you,
i am a candle.
you lit my wick,
contaminated me with your love -
fiery
and passionate.
you watched as my layers of insecurity
melted away,
as my worries,
my sadness
melted away.
you dipped your fingers into the hot wax,
admired the parts of me
on your fingertips.
time and time again,
you loved me
without hesitation
until i sunk to the
bottom
and you burnt your finger.
you didn't mind, though,
said that it burnt my existence
into you,
made you feel my presence.
so i grew brighter
and brighter
and brighter.
but then you burnt yourself
one time too many.
it hurt too much.
it would hurt less to forget.
you forgot my flame,
put me out.
you have forgotten about me now
for far too long,
and i have begun to burn,
everything within me,
around me,
burning to the ground.
you were the oxygen that my flame needed
to burn.
and without you,
i cannot breath.