The flame of passion that once started this fire has become dull,
Weakening my bones and crushing my soul.
I let you in where no one else had been,
You finally saw the parts of me that weren't to be seen.
Then you turned your back and shut me out,
This created so much doubt,
in my thought filled head,
I almost wished I was dead.
The stress was too great,
You needed me to relate.
But how could I if you never let me in?
I may never know the answer to this question.