Mere embers are left of what you possess
Scorching is the fire you started in me
This suspended love curdles my heart
Remembering your sweetness
The sharp sensation stings
I can't tell you how much I miss you
I can't give you my words
I fear you will only leave them to wilt

"What a run we had
Very brief
But still-
Monumental"
I said on the night we confessed
I didn't know about my feelings for you

Our run
Fills me with happiness, contentment, shame and regret
You break my heart so easily
My hope is scanty
Uncertainty breaks me apart

Embraced by the cold
Two flickering souls
Swelling emotions
Inhibited confessions

When you asked why I wanted to learn your native language
The answer danced on the tip of my tounge
I kept it to myself
By them you had already been wishy washy
I feared you wouldn't reciprocate it
I still don't think you can
I hope that I'll be able to tell you about it someday
I see the light at the end of the tunnel
And it shows you, enlighted by my confession