Candle
Love is like holding a candle.
In the beginning , it lightens you up.
You gradually enjoy it,
But eventually, it will start to melt;
And it will hurt you along the way;
But you still keep on holding on-
No matter how painful it is
To hold something that slowly fades away.
Until the fire burns out,
You are left with nothing but darkness.
Copyright © Kat Anne | Year Posted 2016
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