Close To The Flame- songfic
I was listening to close to the flame, and this songfic just popped up. I liked it enought o consider posting it here, so I hope you guys like it.
The kiss, sweetest..
And touch, so warm..
And the smile, kindest...
In this world, so cold and strong..
The soft words drifted through the room, and he felt his eyes begin to burn. Oh, how he missed him so much...he longed to run his fingers through his silky hair, to kiss velvet lips once more, to hold him. He didn't just long to hold him, he wished to BE held. His girlfriend thought nothing of ever holding him, she always begged to be the one item of direct attention. He hated to always let her grasp his attention like she did and force him to love her, but there wasn't much he could do. She'd be gone soon anyways, he hoped everyday taht one day a knock would sound at his door, and he'd be standing there, ready and willing to take him back. Oh, he hoped and wished for that day to come, but he had a fierce doubt that it ever would.
We're so close to the flame,
Burning brightly....
It won't fade away,
Leave us lonely....
The words he'd heard just days before broke his heart as they replayed once more in his mind.
"We're done. I don't want you here anymore."
The scene of his boyfriend telling him their relatinship was over, taht they were done, caused long-waitng tears to slowly roll down his cheeks. They joined the small, wet puddle of earlier tears on his pillow, a painful reminder of how much love he still had for the creator of his heartache.
"What did I do? Can I fix it? Please, don't leave."
"We're through, I'm not repeating myself.
"But......"
Another tear slid down his cheek to join the rest.
The arms, safest....
And words, so good...
And the faith deepest, yeah..
In this world, so cold and cruel...
The arms that had held him so many times before were the safest, and all the words that had been whispered into his ear were all so good. But now, no words were good. None were spoken. No arms were were wrapped tightly around him, making all else fade away. He was alone in the silence, clutching his pillow tightly, sobbing his way through the night.
So close to the flame,
Burning brightly..
It won't fade away,
Leave us lonely....
Bam was alone....and so close to the flame.
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The kiss, sweetest..
And touch, so warm..
And the smile, kindest...
In this world, so cold and strong..
The soft words drifted through the room, and he felt his eyes begin to burn. Oh, how he missed him so much...he longed to run his fingers through his silky hair, to kiss velvet lips once more, to hold him. He didn't just long to hold him, he wished to BE held. His girlfriend thought nothing of ever holding him, she always begged to be the one item of direct attention. He hated to always let her grasp his attention like she did and force him to love her, but there wasn't much he could do. She'd be gone soon anyways, he hoped everyday taht one day a knock would sound at his door, and he'd be standing there, ready and willing to take him back. Oh, he hoped and wished for that day to come, but he had a fierce doubt that it ever would.
We're so close to the flame,
Burning brightly....
It won't fade away,
Leave us lonely....
The words he'd heard just days before broke his heart as they replayed once more in his mind.
"We're done. I don't want you here anymore."
The scene of his boyfriend telling him their relatinship was over, taht they were done, caused long-waitng tears to slowly roll down his cheeks. They joined the small, wet puddle of earlier tears on his pillow, a painful reminder of how much love he still had for the creator of his heartache.
"What did I do? Can I fix it? Please, don't leave."
"We're through, I'm not repeating myself.
"But......"
Another tear slid down his cheek to join the rest.
The arms, safest....
And words, so good...
And the faith deepest, yeah..
In this world, so cold and cruel...
The arms that had held him so many times before were the safest, and all the words that had been whispered into his ear were all so good. But now, no words were good. None were spoken. No arms were were wrapped tightly around him, making all else fade away. He was alone in the silence, clutching his pillow tightly, sobbing his way through the night.
So close to the flame,
Burning brightly..
It won't fade away,
Leave us lonely....
Bam was alone....and so close to the flame.
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