The cauldron bubbles
the liquid glints in the firelight
I sit on the hearth
looking up at the dark night sky
You're all I think of
Your face in the burning wood
Your voice in the crackle of the flames
Your laughter in the bubbling broth
Your smile in the starry sky
I think, a smile adorning my face
I've finally gone crazy
I wonder, looking into the fiery light
Where was it that I went wrong
How was it that I fell for you
I wonder, staring at the constellations
If you were here, right here beside me
Would you kiss me or shun me
Like before, like every single time
Would you laugh at me or with me
Would you stay or would you leave
I hope it's the former
Cause 'see you later' is hard to say
Goodbyes are so much worse
And I wouldn't want to say goodbye to you
I would never want to forget you
And I forever want to see your face
Whenever I look at the burning wood
Hear your voice in the crackle of flames
Your laughter in the bubbling broth
See your smile in the starry sky
And your eyes whenever I close mine
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