Moth to a burning flame

I gave you my mornings I gave you my nights

Painted your shadows with all of my light

But the brighter I shone the darker it grew

In the crowd of your arms I felt see-through

I loved you selflessly oh how I gave

But my heart’s not a thing you can misbehave

I’m tired of sadness I’m done with the rain

I loved you selflessly but not again

Your laughter was golden but sharp at the edges

Each word a small thorn that cut through my pledges

I stood on the outside though I was inside

Like a guest at my own life with nowhere to hide

But I still feel the pull of your name

Like a moth to a burning flame

I loved you selflessly oh how I gave

But my heart’s not a thing you can misbehave

I’m tired of sadness I’m done with the rain

I loved you selflessly but not again

Love shouldn’t be lonely it shouldn’t be cold

It shouldn’t leave stories that hurt to be told

Yet here I am singing your name to the skies

While learning the courage to say my goodbyes