I hear her name Sometimes its not even her So why do I still feel the burning torch on my skin Why do i want to crawl out of my naivety and want her back I shouldn't Its wrong to want them back They hurt me Yet all i want it for it to go back to ‘normal’ Go back to when i was happy When i heard her name and shouted from the rooftops When i didnt curl into a shadow everytime someone asks me if i have seen you Everytime i want to hug and stab you Everytime i hear your name Everytime i miss you
for the best freind that left me and dragged my name through the mud (context she shared my deepest darkest secret with everyone after she had a crush on me when i rejected her and bruised her fragile ego)