You’re the eternal flames falls

I’ve seen hundreds possibly thousands of sunsets
I’ve seen it rise
I’ve seen it fall
I’ve photographed it perfectly
I’ve just let it be sometimes
Let my eyes soak in all its beauty
I’ve laid under the starts and gazed for hours
And walked barefoot through the grass
My feet full of dirt and rugs getting between my toes
I’ve kept myself grounded to this earth and all it’s beauty always
And I’ve let my cigarette burn to the end
Inhaling deeply on the last drag like it was full
I’ve poured so much into my soul
Searching for a purpose
Or life’s meaning
Wondering what it’s like to jump off the quarries
Or skydive even
And maybe sailing across the ocean some day when I’m over the fear
Letting myself get really involved with the universe
I’m almost married to it you could say
Honestly I am just Wondering how it’ll all play out one day
Just staring intently into the cosmos
Not just on this earth but in me
Knowing who I am and who I’m going to be
There’s always uncertainty over life
Just looking for a greater purpose
Just when I came to my witts end of being okay with my purpose just being myself
To live for me and me only
Sure there’s some people I will never pass my wisdom on to
But I have to accept that
I can’t save the world
But just as I came to be okay with myself
Nothing could have prepared me,
For you.
My fire burned so bright and tall
Scorching my skin as it went up
And I felt the warmth on my whole body
And so much deeper than that
My bones feel warm.
It’s like the first time I saw a firefly at night
And chased it down the yard
Just missing it and falling on to the grass
But still being so happy that I’m able to live at the same time as something so beautiful.
And then it clicks
My purpose it just to be happy in this moment
And then my flame grows higher
If you’re a fire then you’re the eternal flames falls and everyone else was a match
Matches serve their purpose
But they go out shortly after
I like the smell of matches but They still don’t provide the warmth that i can feel so deeply
Not like you do
I’ve craved something like this before
But all anyone ever did was give me a book of matches and tell me to start a fire
The matches run out and the fire dwindles and I feel alone again in the darkness
Babe, you’re the sky I desperately try to photograph
and the stars at night
The earth between my toes
and skydiving for the first time
and the fireflies on my lawn
and the fire that never dies.
Maybe I’ll forget to wear a parachute
And I’ll go barefoot more
I’ll never quite get that perfect picture of the moon.
But that’s okay.
Because all I want is that perfect picture of you that’s stuck in my head.