She hangs up when her mother says “I love y—“
Thrown in fire and scorched I came out of the flames and was reborn.
You left, the way you came.
I met my soulmate but he didn’t meet his.
Even though you lit the match, it’s my fault the house burnt down.
She needed affirmation of others in order to feel beautiful.
Even if it was you, you’d still help it spread.
We shan’t forget our night by the river.
Since you left, I found my self-worth.