*The Waxes of a Melted Heart*
I burned myself to keep you warm, and you called it light,
Watched me drip away in silence, drip by drip, each night.
Every “I love you” was a flame I swallowed just to stay,
Till my ribs ran empty, and the wax pooled where I lay.
The waxes of a melted heart now scar the wooden floor,
Brittle fossils of the times I begged you for more.
Some cooled in the shape of your name I carved with shaking hands,
Some cracked the moment you walked out and left me where I stand.
I don’t light candles anymore — I’m scared of how I go,
How easy it is to disappear just to watch someone else glow.
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