My darling
If given a choice
I'd still go back to you
Again and again

Even if you burnt me
With your flames
Even if I scream in agony
As it devours my body

I'd still come back to you

You won't see me, not physically
But you'll notice my
Presence
When the winter breeze comes in

And you'd wish for a blanket
For which I would
Lovingly provide
But instead I'd use it to
Put your fire out

My darling
If given a choice
I'd still come back to you
But I didn't say anything about
What I've always yearned to do