For Cynthia: Our Flame

July 14, 2009 - Tuesday

Times pass and people change
I thought we'd always be the same.

Things can happen
and problems grow old.
I thought our hearts were made of gold.

Irritations grow
and hearts bicker.
The flame of our friendship flickers.

I'm standing my ground
I know I'm not going back,
I love you, but it's been cracked.

I know where you come from,
You'll always have a place in my heart
I know what plagues you, and where you start.

I know what makes you ache,
and what can make you smile
To help you, I'd still run for miles.

I still care about you,
I know you care about me
but it looks like we just aren't meant to be.

Maybe one day, we'll start anew
if you'll forgive me,
and I can forgive you.

But right now, my pride is hurt
I thought you knew me better
We should've moved past my scarlet letter.

I know what you say,
and I know what you see
But I'm going to live my life, and live it for me.

That means taking chances,
and that means getting hurt.
For once I'm going to see if I get knocked in the dirt.

I only have one life
So, I don't care if you're right,
I want to live my life, and I'll live it with a fight.

Blame me for the end of us,
hurt me with your words
Continue this pointless lie,
and let our flame simmer,

flicker


die.