you will never be what I need but constantly seem to be what I want,
and I don't understand why.
you are fire,
and I like to play with matches.
you could burn me 100 times
and my common sense would still be blinded by whatever this twisted excuse for love is.
I will no longer allow my heart to be scorched.
for so long I was afraid to be water,
but here I am now-
ready to dwindle your flame.