i still long for that* * day

i burnt myself alone
seemingly hopeless to the idea of us, forlorn
pain seeks to every inch of my system
bleeds to every part of my existence
I can taste the water it is now as bitter
as the love you've created which is totally over
is it ever enough to let the fire stop?
how could i ever break to grieve
when all i strive is to give
the love you'll never need
indeed