I collect sunlight and warmth from the summer to keep me burning

Enough to keep me alive long enough to watch the autumn leaves form crisp orange tunnels

Until I begin to simmer and fade in the winter when the snow falls on bare branches

Before the cherry blossoms bloom again and the flickering glow on my skin returns

But nothing can ignite the furnace in my chest like when I see you. The flames roar and flare scolding anyone that comes too close. I collect the heat from the summer sun, but if you were here beside me, all my life, you could keep me burning. Brighter than any sun. A force of nature unmatched.

Instead you have left me shrouded in my own personal darkness and you leave me to smoulder dimly all year round. Left to hold the images of the summer to keep me ablaze. But winter came early and I don't know if I have enough light within me to keep myself alight.