I love watching the fire The way it fizzles and crackles and pops. How you feed it green boughs from a sapling And watch as the life in it stops. I love placing on letters Watch words as the yellow and curl. Destroying the dreams and the memories Much like you did with this girl. I love watching the fire My twisted face glows in it's light. I'm here on my own, not there at your home, But scorn me again and I might.