loving me is not like loving others
i will give you every piece of me
and ask for nothing in return -

feel emotions you never knew existed
exuding out of my pores
in a fragrance stronger than your grandmother's chanel

and losing me will not be like losing others
i will scratch and scream and bite
fight for you to love me;
fight for you to care -

hold on too tight
and let go too slow
- giving up has never been in my nature

and when i do you will see
that loving me was not like loving others;
my flames burn too hot
for anyone else to give you warmth