Your love was the tides

I'm not really sure how

The moon pulls you so

But as your ebb and flow pull away,

a descending sea I could not chase,

I find treasures

That I didn't know existed

And I couldn't have know

if I hadn't almost drowned

in your love

I left that beach

Knowing more of life itself

Even if I still don't know

your tides

I burned

fast and stupid

through a strong heart

made of beauty and difficult choices

and now I watch

after our flame

has perished

a light still lit

and burning dim

she's no grease fire

she too is built with pain

but she's a smart flame

Constant and reliable

and my appreciation

for her is eternal

how do I learn to burn differently

and not let my passion

be released and swallow

everything at once

until I've lost sight

and nothing remains

I've still got this passion

but nothing to burn on

and I don't want to ruin

Anymore

If a fire is an entity

where does it go

when it runs out of fuel

Please

I don't want to go out...

Be honest

with yourself

with the people around you

If you're honest

It will be hard

you will lose people

that you really care about

but you will find

that the people who are with you

in the end

are with you for the real you