Holding a lighter in my left hand with our dreams in my right
Poured enough oil on it to let it burn throughout the night
Sick, and painful… to watch your dreams partnered with someone else’s burn in the devils light
The way you used to touch me
Nothing but a burnt distant memory
I even threw the flower you gave me on our first date, in the fire to lay
Burt to the stem, the kisses you gave me on that day rotting on my cheek like tooth decay
I feel your hands still on me as I curl up by the fire
Watching our dreams going up in sparks, glittering as it bursts up with each flicker
I can feel us, as one, I want that feeling to burn away
I hate you, is what I want to think but I love you keeps forcing its way
Jumping in to my throat every time I see you.
My nails almost poetic how they want your body to tear into
Like they used to, every night our passionate side was never dull
Surprising… as you had another girl in the back of your mind
Did you think of her to get through doing it with me?
The question that eats away my sanity