Nobody

"I never want to be like that man. I never want to hurt you."
Oh, but my dear. Like that man you have become. Sliding into his skin, and taking it as your own. Leaving the same residing feelings he distressed before. And yet, I still should have known better. Shouldn't I have, my dear? Yet my mind is not so strong and I melt at the tender touch of ones love. Peeping eyes like a child; I'll began to forget what was once a few moments ago. The flame of the flickering candle will burn all night. And maybe, just maybe, ill place my hand in the slow burning flame. This way I can feel the warmth that I deserved. Ill be able to once again cry at the warm feeling. Even though it's not raging in my chest but in my finger tips. I'll cry. I'll mourn for everything I thought you once were. I'll cry for your soul. If not me, then who? Nobody--that's who. But maybe that's who I am. Nobody. Because nobody is who you made me. You made me Nobody.