Burns

It often rings true,

The old adage,

“You only find what you’re looking for when you stop looking”

And with you,

It is indeed true

I turned the blind eye,

Or at least, I tried,

Didn’t work so well,

In the end I fell,

I made a million excuses,

In the end I said screw it,

Cause there was something about your glow,

Personality exuding, ready to blow

Now hold up,

I’ll ditch the cheesy rhyme

Because after all this time,

You should know I don’t like cliches

Unlike Cupid’s broken arrow,

I’ll shoot it straight,

I hope you caught the song reference,

If not that’s alright,

I caught things that some nights, I wish I never did,

I was in places I thought I’d never go,

I didn’t realize I was lost,

After all,

All my life, this was home,

But no,

Home isn’t always four walls,

Sometimes,

It’s two eyes and a heartbeat,

Sometimes,

It’s two people talking until they begin to see the glare of the Sun,

Amalgamate with the glow of the Moon

Sometimes,

It’s the joy you feel when they feel joy

Home,

Is opening up,

Talking about every tragedy, every mistake, every dream and aspiration,

Home, is having no fears,

not thinking of the repercussions of the words you declare

But I know,

Always,

It’s the person who can make you forget how bad life can get,

And reminds you how great life can be,

If I tried explaining this,

This, interest,

I’d get many a confused look,

How can I love someone,

But not want them to love me?

Because I recognize,

I recognize the fact that we’re gasoline and fire,

We started in grand fashion,

But will burn out as quickly as we started

There’s only so much tragedy to speak of,

And darling, we’re running out of fuel,

But in the end,

How do you not get burnt,

When saving someone from the fire?