I miss you so badly, the thought of you is like fire to me.
The flames, they tickle and dance through my veins
and the smoke thickens and suffocates my brain.
Much like I am trapped by your memory,
thus the feeling is never-ending and goes repeatedly.
I've tried to extinguish all thought of you,
but I'm not ready to give up, to tell the truth.
Even if I found a way to erase our time,
I would still reject the option to rewind.
Our time was part chaos, but it had so much beauty...
and although it hurts, I want that to stay with me.
I'll breathe this fire and let it consume,
and I'll never stop hoping that I'll see you soon.