Flame Poem by chantel weston

my flame
never died it never
even flickered
or wavered in any way.

even though i tryed
to 'move on'
i still couldnt let you go.

i held on
with a wonded hand
and a part of my heart
that ididnt even know i had.

and even as i tryed
to force my mind to say 'forget it
he left you! '
my heart still scremed for you.
and some times
i could make myself
beleive that i felt you
laying next to me
could feel your arm wrap around me
and could hear you say
'i'm right here.'

and at times
thats more then i
can bear.