love wasn’t enough

The fire’s low, Shadows creep. Embers whisper where secrets sleep. A hollow wind, it calls my name. Through broken glass and frozen flame. Tell me why the night won’t Mend. The threads of time, the things we spend. Fading embers, dying light. Burning slow through endless night. If I could hold the fire still. Would it warm, Or would it kill? Oh, Shadows creep. Embers whisper where secrets sleep. A hollow wind, it calls my name. Through broken glass and frozen Flame. Tell me why the night won’t Mend. The threads of time, the things we Spend. Fading embers, dying light. Burning slow through endless night. If I could hold the fire still. Would it warm, Or would it kill?