I still think of you.
In those quiet moments.
When a sad song plays.
When a love song plays...
I read a poem or a quote,
and I feel their heartbreak with the image of you in my mind.
I think of the old days and feel your arms around me,
hear your voice whispering in my ear.
I want you back in my life.
Sitting by my side.
Listening to my drawn out rants.
I miss you.
You helped me see who I am.
You made me glow.
I'll never feel that way again...
The way you made me feel.
Though, I don't know if I ever should.
You set my world on fire in the most amazing way.
Then you left me to burn out.
I had to rebuild myself from the ashes.
I lost myself when I lost you.
I try to forget you.
Forget the beauty of the flame.
But you left me covered in scars from the burns and I can't seem to make them fade away.
I can't seem to make you fade away.
The feel of the fire was too addicting.
And you're too dangerous for me to have.