Saturday, May 7, 2011

Fire

You set fire to my world, you make me burn.
You make me simmer with rage and lust-
and you make me yearn.
There are things that I want, things I can't have.
Things I want to do with you, places I want to go.
Moments I want to spend with you,
A life I cannot share.
And yet... you see me holding on.
Loving you.
Missing you.
Wanting you.
And nothing changes.

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