Old flame, here you have returned once again,
Offering to keep me warm from the rain.
Your smile setting my heart aflame.
But my hand cannot touch yours.
For I have thrown myself into your fire before,
And you burnt through my skin, right through to my core.
You scorched my lips, and left me sobbing on the floor.
And still I bear those scars.
I have craved the warmth that radiates from you,
I have longed for your glow when my days are blue.
I still dream of those sparks that flew.
But burns are difficult to forget.
So today I choose to stay in the rain,
To avoid your fiery torch, and to escape further pain.
Because I cannot survive your scalds again.
But know my heart will always burn for you, Old Flame.