following her

All that is left of her raging fire has reduced to small embers The combustion of emotion and passion condensed into fragments of small moments we shared The saturation of the flame still remains but the world around her starts to fade Thunder roars and the rain starts to pour, she walks a path I cannot follow Don't leave, don't go, there's a hole in my heart that only she can fill The Absence of her presence with her essence left me senseless Sugar tastes like dirt and her music has gone silent With bruises and shattered bones, let it be known This tiny flame I'll protect with my soul, the memory of her, desolate and alone Trying to make its way back to her