

Flame


Sometimes I miss you, and I want nothing more than to be in your arms. But I know your no good for me and I know that while it may be pleasant in the moment it will hurt like hell after. Our love is like a flame, fascinating and beautiful but once you touch it the burning sensation hurts more than anything. So instead of texting you I leave my phone on DND and sleep my day away. When I see you in public I'm always so quick to leave in fear that you will walk up to me, not because I'm scared of you but because I'm scared I'll fall for that bright flame again. Im covered in scares not ones that you can see but ones that others seem to notice a little to quickly. Like how I avoid going out or I don't eat anymore and nobody can ever get a text back from me which is weird because I used to love going out and I was always strict on my health and I always responded back in the matter of seconds. so I turn up the music and drift to sleep dreaming of you holding me.