This haunts my sleep <br />It burns out smiles, assuaging nothing as it does so. <br />Feeding my depression and fanning the flames of my heartache. <br />Can't you tell me that everything will be alright? <br />That I have made stupid mistakes <br />But that you will love me anyways <br /> <br />Will be healed of my hurt. <br />I'm still waiting your answer <br />Until then I hear nothing <br />No empty words looking like lies <br />I see nothing <br />Not the reflection of my dark eyes in yours <br />I feel nothing <br />No sinful caress of the skin <br />Nothing but the beating in my heart <br />and the throbbing of my head <br />Everything, next to kills me <br /> <br />Everything says you've moved on <br />And that you don't want me. <br />Tell me is this true? <br />You know I didn't lie <br />When I said I would die for you <br />and I would never want to hurt you. <br />You are my one true love <br />and the light in my soul <br />So please, darling please <br />Please come back, <br />... <br />Please?<br /><br />Kyle Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poem-to-fan-the-flames-of-heartache/
