Flames are always once strong, but then again, they are also
always put out.......

There was once a spark,
That I felt in my heart,
And through time it turned into a flame,
A flame that rose every time that one person said my name,
And it drove me so happily insane,
But then through time eventually my heart was drained,
Because hearts are broken and love is lost,
It is through feelings that we pay a cost,
When it comes to being vulnerable and lending some one our
hearts,
That we expect to be taken care of to finish from the
start,
But no instead something rattles your brain,
You loose all focus, hope, control, and love, everything,
all because of this extinguished flame.

(not finished)