Somewhere, for that girl,
the one with sparkling eyes
and blushing cheeks,

the one who showed so much tenderness
and compassion,

the one who wrote those beautiful short notes,
the one who once cared so much,
and said she was falling for him

there is a man,
who cares as much,
and misses her, and her notes.

And still protects a pinpoint flame,
all that's left of that which was,
once a burning heart.

While the smoke curls upward,
and the fire's strength fallen
he still checks that flame
from time to time,
and realizes it will never extinguish.

While the girl who lit a fire,
who never knows,
and walks forever,
in her dark.