Love you hinted at, but could not say

You’d had too much of being let down and hurting, in your day.

I’d had my share of feeling sorrow too,

but still, somewhat fearful, I gave my heart to you.

Alone you were, and longed not to be

and so with open arms, I pulled you in to me.

I thought I saw in you the end of my depression;

yet again I failed to see the signs of regression.

I BURN! I burn for your hands, rough on my skin.

I BURN! I burn deep inside, the pain you caused is within.