I’m not blaming you for everything
You weren’t the only person who played a part in this
But you knowingly lit the first match
You set off a fire in my heart, but that wasn’t good because my heart was a fuse that connected to my soul, and my soul was a bomb
When my soul exploded I was gone
There was nothing else left
You’re not the only one at fault
I am at fault too for letting this go so far
You need to be careful where you go with that lighter, because not all girls are immune to fire
Some are like me and made of straw, while others are stronger and won’t catch fire at all
But some are made of water and won’t hesitate to put out your fire if you try to break them like you did to me
So goodbye.
I can leave now for two reasons:
The first is that I don’t have to be worried about breaking my own heart when I leave, because you made sure that once you were done with me there wouldn’t be anything left to break.
It’s hard to shatter broken glass
And the second reason?

I don’t care about your heart anymore.