Loving you was like tending to a candle in the wind.

[Helper]

i cupped my hands around you.

shielded you from everything

that could put you out.



even when the air grew colder,

even when my fingers burned,

i stayed close

protecting something

that flickered for me.




but wind has a way

of finding its way in.

and no matter how much i shielded you,

the flame still went out



leaving me

in the dark

hands empty

smelling faintly of smoke.

 

[leckerman]

beautiful poem bhai