Candle wick at it's end

by Hayli   Oct 7, 2005


I lost him.
I let the flame burn the wick to an end.
and here I stand.
lost in time.
Trying to remember when he still cared.
Attempting to stay away from conversing with him.
Finding a way to make it through this.
I thought every thing was fine
Then there was the break down.
He was the only thing that kept me together.
The only thing that I had that keep me hanging on.
But now it's time to let that love die out.
Time to put away the photos.
And time to forget the boy I once cared for
Because it's true.

All candle flames burn out in the end

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