Silent Flame

Oftentimes
I think of him
As the light

Which would make me
His polar opposite
The dark

Maybe that’s why
We never thought
About the possibility of love

We never
Thought it could work
So
We never tried
Or thought about it

Maybe he did
He asked me about it
A lot

But I never
Ever
Thought about it

I didn’t want it
I was fine
Sitting in
My dark

I didn’t need his help
Or his light

But he insisted
He made me
Let him help

He made me
Come out of
The dark
And step into
The light