You know you're over them when you're no longer willing to walk through fire for them.
No longer willing to set yourself on fire to keep them out of the darkness.
No longer willing to put out the destructive wildfires they start around them.
No longer willing to fight fire with fire with them.
No longer willing to share the fireplace with them.
No longer willing to neglect the scented candles they always hated.
No longer willing to set fires to keep them warm,
only willing to burn bridges.
And that's okay.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Suicide Sky (SS 1)
PoesiaTRIGGER WARNING emotional exhibitionism; raw, unfortunate honesty. non-fiction. includes songs and significant lyrics. this is probably shit.
