Ardent

Could you see?
The flames?
You're to blame.
You lit it.

Restless,
Just can't stop,
all there is,
was you.

It's bad,
no, worse,
when I actually,
obliged to much,
much more.

I don't wanna,
throw this out,
nor have it kept,
deep inside,
I longed for you,
and another part,
wishing it never,
ever happened.

Got in too deep,
I'd try to retain,
from rushing in,
cos' I know,
it would repel you,
further away.

This ardent little boy,
you raised,
just by being you.