Crow

    Loving you was like being stars in the sky. We burned so bright, so intensely I thought we were going to burn. We light up the sky like the fourth of July, our love keeping us warm.

I fell in love with you in September. Right as the leaves started to turn colors and the sky became dark. Right as you started to need a light jacket and another hand to keep yours warm. Right as the seasons changed and the wind turned.

I observe him as he stirs the big pot, murmuring to himself. The smell of sausages and red sauce wafts out into the air, making the whole house smell like home.

It seemed as though my mother was never there. Never there to take me to practices, never there to pick me up. One moment she was telling me how she would love to come to my game and the next only a phantom remained.

A fire burns within me

Burns just for you

Can’t you feel the heat

Deep down I know you can’t

Even though I wish that you could

Fire will burn me up one day, I just hope that my ashes will keep you warm