I had a heart First a flutter, a false first love Then a taste of reality, or so I thought Lies exposed soon after Heart shattered once Then someone to help me pick up the pieces A someone of brutal honesty The only antidote to the assassination of trust But just not quite meant to be Heart shattered twice I had a heart Now I need a new one This one’s broken

I don’t want the future, bright but so uncertain If only it weren’t so, but it is. I want the warmth of the past Time I spend is gone, forever If only there were any way to wind back the clock Bright memory fades as time grows longer Looking for you, always Looking back, always My heart yearns My neck twisted to face you My will not enough Past torn away, present snaps back

Crimson. Lips beckoning you into a kiss. The flame of passion. Electric blue. The roar of a blowtorch, the crackle and snap of lightning sparks. The flame of drive. Clear. Open air, shimmering on a hot summers day. The flame of spirit. White. A melded rainbow, colours fused together into searing snow. The flame of hope. Yellow. Gilt leaf wrought defiant on crisp white page, glowing against. The flame of optimism.

I miss endless hours with our bodies intertwined watching TV I miss that it never mattered what we watched, only that we did it together I miss lying awake until the silly hours of the morning, talking everything from pizza to philosophy I miss having someone Someone to share life with To bare my soul to Someone infinitely more than just someone I miss you But that’s better than not