from strangers to best friends,
two lovers, to strangers,
to a fling with no meaning.
a flame that was meant to burn out immediately,
but burned for years.
a breakup that was messy,
like candle wax spilled on tablecloth
and so we let it cool down,
until we were ready to clean it up.
i will always return to you,
especially when you need me most.
whether it be a facetime call,
a hug, a hookup.
it might be the way you make me feel safe,
or maybe it's that i want to keep you in my life,
and so for you i will be
what you need,
and i will keep relighting the wick,
no matter how short it is,
and how badly it burns me.
-j.c.
