I’m the rain that came and left.
You’re the garden pretending not to thirst.
Nothing grows the same
Where footsteps have trodden so deep
The wind carries my name
Through breezes and willow branches dancing
You hear it calling me
But you turn your head, denying it
The separation of rain is not a drought
But a storm is brewing for the future
Two rivers connecting later
Temporarily separated
Stars in the same constellation
But lifetimes spent apart
Darkness connecting them
Shining bright together
Lyrics in songs scream memories
Moments
My name
Places
Unfinished conversations
Spilling emotions
In crowded rooms
One instance
The memory of me
Flooding the thoughts
Of what was
And what could be
Like a steady rhythm of a heartbeat
The syllables of my name haunt life
The ghost of me appears through the window
You see it and refuse to acknowledge it
In the distance, I watch
And realize you’re the one who died
When my lifeline disappeared
I sit at the place, Abandoned
Watching the first settling slowly
And still seeing your footprints left behind
Regret has become your shadow
Following you at every false light
Only in the dark are you free
Because I’m still the brightest star
Howling wind screaming to let go
But my name echoes in the thunder
Leaving seemed to be safe
But storms shift and strengthen
Only when the atmosphere settles
Well, the light returns
Sun.
Surviving through the heat.
Returning after nightfall.
A star in the dark.
Needed for life.
You can block it out by choice
Blackout curtains
Blinds
Sunglasses
Hats
But I’m always there
A reminder of what you need
What is necessary
What brought you light
Warmth
And life
But I won’t burn you
I’d rather burn out
Than to pain you
Scar you
Enjoy my light from a distance
The small reminders that I’m needed
But hide away to protect yourself
I’ll always be there
healing after heartbreak
Extinguished Candle
Love is the oxygen that I need to breathe.
Promises are the match that lights the flame.
Jars are the base that makes me believe.
But not trimming the wick? I’m to blame.
You lit me.
I was burned.
I made my plea.
A lesson learned.
You called me your warmth.
Only to slowly burn out.
I’m unsure of my worth.
All I have is self-doubt.
Smoke flutters through after the heat is gone.
No more light to shine in the dark night.
I’ve now become withdrawn.
I’m not sure if I’ll ever have another light.
As the flame burnt, I became smaller.
I should have been shining from within.
An experience that made me a scholar.
You were my greatest sin.
Being the fire never scared me.
The only thing that did was the flame dying out.
Now I struggle to breathe.
And drown in my doubt.
You enjoyed the temporary glow.
I called it combustion.
I’ll always be in your undertow.
Despite my deep destruction.
On my final ounces of wax.
No one can ever burn it all.
I’m on my final collapse.
But I’m trying to stall.
I am the extinguished candle.
Trying to survive.
I sit here still fragile.
But I’ll never thrive.