I miss you I miss me Like a furnace I was fed with coal and fuel but I was quite … Spitting out fire sparks every now and then Hurting no one but myself The heat pushed you away … Pushed everyone away Except for those who accidentally caught fire! In an attempt to cool down I blew steam into my soul Melting down every good memory … I thought by burning them down I would have nothing to lose … no one to mistrust… no one to “mislove”… I thought the calm ashes would finally bring me peace … Now here I am standing -buried in the suffocating ashes- waiting for a phoenix to emerge … I can see no phoenixes leaving this furnace …