something to burn

Something for you to burn later when the joy I cause you turns to pain.
Something to burn, to fill your room with pungent smoke and floating ashes, settling over your burning heart, cooling it to ice.
Something you will long to forget, for I can only hope that if I ever fail you, you will long to forget me.

tell me i'm the one

I should be the one clutching to your form, plastered to your side, hoping to melt into you; no longer a body but living inside to the rhythm of your beating heart and constant breaths.
I should be the one looking up with rapture and desperation into your eyes, hoping for a sign of pride and acceptance.
And when I fail at having this or giving that I will be the one lifeless and soaking in the corner.