i know there is a little spark of your love for me still in your heart you should know that my heart burns you set it on fire with your words, hugs and kisses
and that love you set fire to it will never be put out.
i want that love to burn us to the bones and cleanse our souls from pain and negativity from fear and misery
so our love can flourish and bloom once again just like plants bloom on the burnt soil after the forest fire, young, fresh and pure and they grow, grow and grow to become
big, tough trees putting shadows over every problem we will encounter because no problem will ever be bigger than our love.
This is for us, Mr. Brightside. I love you, please free yourself from pain, fear and misery.