Burnout

There will come a time when
 
We reach the end of our match.
 
When the flame goes cold
 
And passion becomes a distant memory.
 
You simply cannot expect
 
Someone's world to turn forever.
 
We are human too;
 
Persevering, however fragile.
 
And o cursed spite ,
 
The time will be out of joint
 
And it will take the effort of two
 
To set it right.