lay next to me quietly
run your fingers through my hair
call me what you will
i'm no longer convinced
that this is true
or that i should love you still
you've taken this bud
urged it to full bloom
well before its time
tell me how many others
who, cast under your spell
have let you spoil their prime
so i was just meant to tide you over
till something better came along
a warmth to watch the embers
burning on foolishly, recklessly
hoping to be the flash of light
that you would well remember