You never gave me a second thought.
I know that.
Meanwhile, I can't stop writing about you
in the emptiest moments of the night,
when nothing else tortures me more.
You have no idea
what you've unlocked inside of me.
You can't possibly know
what you've done.
I'm burning down to ashes
and I'm coming back to life every time.
You were my first fire.
You didn't care if I'd revive.