\"Can I be her?\"
I knew once I said..
The words lingering in the air,
I had lost you but I still wasn\'t quite prepared.
So for one and a half months,
I burned like a wick of a candle.
Melting and reforming into wax,
Until there was nothing left to burn,
And by then you were liquid in my mind to yearn.
The aftermath of a scented dream, Buried in the trash of a cold daydream. -Wolf10