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)