I Reach Out... But you Left Me Hanging.

Your light,
So vibrant that it hurts to look,
Hurts to be near,
Burns the flesh from my bones as i try to touch you.

I reach out,
But you knock me away,
Sending a knife through my heart,
Slicing at the only hope i had left.

Backing away, i see the final look you give me,
Disdain?
Hate?
What did i do to have you recoil so much?

My heart splintering,
I turn,
Hiding the tears that threaten to spill,
And i know,
No matter what i feel...
You were always too good...

For someone as broken and cold as me.