My flame was starting to die,
but then you showed up and I was fine.
The flame was strong,
the flame was bright, but it was dimming through all the long, long nights.
As the nights became longer; I soon came to see
that the light was the distance
between you and me.
The distance sometimes short and sometimes long
That never matters my hope is strong!
The fuel that keeps my flame going is you
All that you say and all that you do.
So, I will keep the flame going for as long as I can
Just for you to come home and hold my hand
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PoésieIm not a very good writer, I just write what I feel. If you like it thank you!! If you don't I'm sorry at least I tried. I've been writing for a while I just never thought about showing anyone so I guess y'all can be the first to see them
