“Don’t get close to them.”
But I did, and I got burned.
I healed my wound,
I got back up.
I shouted,
“Stop, not never again!”
So now I just look at the flame,
that I once loved,
and watch the flame dance,
and flicker with hope,
that it would not hurt me again.
But what if the flame was a person?
Could you go back,
knowing you will get hurt again?
Don’t go to the flame,
it will hurt you again.
