We sat around a campfire talking we laughed till we cried we argued till we were lost and it was a while before you noticed the fire burning the marshmallows but oh how I wished you would notice the fire burning me from inside and through warming me up at first then excruciatingly torching me whole inside and through leaving nothing behind but a couple of hollow eyes that wouldn't dare look at you that sat there staring at our fire so you wouldn't notice yours.