I am a white wax candle
Tall, thin, soft, and very delicate.
My wick is my identity
And even though it is covered
By my plain outer body
You saw me as beautiful
Because of my flawless inner core
My wick was lit by your burning love
And as that fire sustained
My outer body melted
And my identity burned
And my once flawless appearance
Became marred day by day
But you said that it made me more beautiful
And I was loved any way
Every time you came near me
I melted more and more
Until I became a waxy pool
but my inner feelings
were still lit by your fire
and i was for sure that
Even though i was,
And looked like a mess
Created by love,
It was because of you
that revealed my inner emotions
so there i was ready to meet you
the day you came to see me
but i found you first
and in your arms was
the body of another candle
but she was different ,
you didn't see it but i could
she was of many colors.
and her identity didn't burn
Cause while you weren't looking
Someone else blew out your flame
And replaced it with theirs.
My melted stated has hardened
Because of the loss of your flame
and my wick is burnt
Never allowing the chance to be lit again