I light this candle for you.
The flame, like the love in your heart,
grows with an intensity reflected in your eyes.
I should've told you that a fire that hot...
can only do one thing.
The wax begins to trickle down,
like the tears that ran down your delicate cheeks.
When I told you how I really felt...
you didn't say a thing.
This candle is a small reminder
of the dinners and romance that we shared.
How was I supposed to know that
I'd never see you again?
I hold your letter above the flame.
I have decided to keep all of the others.
I hope that fire, not only causes
but, also cleanses pain.
I light this candle, not for you but, for myself as well.
The flame, like the love in your heart,
grows with an intensity reflected in your eyes.
I should've told you that a fire that hot...
can only do one thing.
The wax begins to trickle down,
like the tears that ran down your delicate cheeks.
When I told you how I really felt...
you didn't say a thing.
This candle is a small reminder
of the dinners and romance that we shared.
How was I supposed to know that
I'd never see you again?
I hold your letter above the flame.
I have decided to keep all of the others.
I hope that fire, not only causes
but, also cleanses pain.
I light this candle, not for you but, for myself as well.