We sat around a campfire talking
we laughed till we cried
we argued till we were lost
and it was a while before you noticed
the fire burning the marshmallows
but oh how I wished you would notice
the fire burning me
from inside and through
warming me up at first
then excruciatingly torching me whole
inside and through
leaving nothing behind
but a couple of hollow eyes
that wouldn't dare look at you
that sat there staring at our fire
so you wouldn't notice yours.