A Dying Flame

My love for you is like a fire,

And your smile is where it starts,

Every fire has its moment,

But a change in wind could be its last.

 

I get lost; looking in your eyes,

You brought me light in times of dark,

They tell you aim for the moon,

And you'll fall among the stars,

I wish that you could fall for me, 

The way you've had me falling from the start.

 

Now to you I'm just a shadow,

A faint figure from the past, 

They say healing takes time,

But even wounds could leave you scarred.