I am an arsonist, and you're the fire,
Burning stronger than my heartache, you're all I desire.

I'm in pain, and you're the cure,
Slaying all my demons, you'll save me for sure.

I'm the cursed, and you're the redeemer,
Breathing faith into me, you've made me a believer.

So come to me, and whisper in my ear,
Tell me that we're fine, and there's nothing to fear.

Stay with me, darling stay by my side,
I have nowhere to run, I have nowhere to hide.

I miss you so much
that it hurts to touch

my bones, my heart.
I'm an unfinished piece of art

and you, you're the colour that's missing.
God I miss the times we were kissing

under the starry sky on a moonlit night,
when you said that you love me, and it felt right

to be there by your side, that place that time.
And here and now, I can just make words rhyme

about what we were, what we could be
if you were here with me, and I think you should be.

Goosebumps rose as if in a little rebellion of sorts,
Our hands desperate to counter the state of unrest,
Exploring the human contour that lay before them,
For places where we could hide,
Or unhide.

Curling up, exchanging the warmth of our souls
Through our skin,
We took turns to savour, and be each other's saviour
Forging shields through our embraces,
As we lay in bed looking at each other's faces.

Our bodies decided to ally
Against the ever so conspiring chill
And even as the temperatures outside kept dropping,
The passion inside knew only one way to go - rise, rise, rise.

I want,
to follow
the erasers I lost,
long ago.

She walks ahead of me proudly flaunting those red stilettos,
And I think that's the colour, of a million crushed hearts.

I guess I'm next.