Poem
There was once a spark bright and red
But like all good things it came to an end
Or did it....
For I have worked hard to maintain what I have but with the flame it never existed
Even when I put it throw rain, hail, even a hurricane
It still remains bright and red
I've hurt this flame with water and sometimes got burned once it furnished from nothing to something astonishing
Sometimes it outshines me but it always picks me up even though I'll never hurt the flame intentionally
The light confronts me but I would never be able to touch it for it would burn me
So I'll wait till the flame could leave me to go to his own kind the people he deserves to be with.
One day he'll forget me and leave never knowing I existed but the thought that maybe the flame won't leave me and that one day I'll be like the flame
It's the thought that keeps me warm when the flame is away because it has a life of its own one ill never be fully apart of
My feelings wont die for I miss you without deny
The flame is able to brighten my day and slay the pain away but it's only temporary
I tell the flame everything for I care and really like the flame
Maybe one day Ill be able to hold the flame for the the flame could love me and I would love the flame
To: The flame that brightens my day
From: The water who hasn't extinguished you
