I'll be patiently waiting for you,
enveloped in the flames,
that you set to keep me warm.
Trapped in the darkness,
where the only thing I can see,
is your eyes staring back at me.
I'll keep trying to reach out to you,
only to choke on the thickened smoke,
unable to produce a sound.
I'll burn alive here waiting for you,
since you're the only thing I have left,
your dark perfection I have only ever dreamt.