Cold

It's beginning to get cold.
I'll try to make it last.
like lies that love told.

The fire is dead.
But embers are still burning.
Arms heavy as lead.
I'm unable to keep turning.

The fire long gone.
Numbness returning.
I think of what I've done.
What I've been burning.

Its not been so long.
But memories come rushing back.
And they're too strong.
Split me open crack by crack.

Burning secrets long past.
Things whispered in power.
But lost at long last.
Love which failed to devour.

With a heart as black as smoke.
And just as smothering.
But at least its not broke.
only a bit, but still its something.

I'll wait till the next night.
Just like i used to do.
Till that fire burns bright.
just like you will too.