fire

the end

the
red
marks
on
my
skin
don't
mean
any
thing.

the
red
marks
on
my
heart
mean
so
much
more.

why
am
i
alone
when
i
have
you?

why
did
you
leave?
i
need-
ed
you.

you
left
in
the
night
when
no
one
could
see
your
cow-
ard-
ly
flight.

it's
just
me,
my-
self
and
i.

and
by
the
time
you
read
this
i
will
be
gone.
don't
look
for
me
i
want
to
be
alone.

i'm
sor-
ry
it
had
to
end
this
way,
but
af-
ter
all
it's
all
your
fault.

why
does
my
hap-
pi-
ness
re-
ly
so
much
on
you?

why
was
it
you
i
had
to
love?
why
was
it
you?

i
am
mad.
that
is
true.
i
am
cra-
zy,
but
so
are
you.

i
lov-
ed
you
and
may-
be
you
lov-
ed
me,

but
you
le-
ft,
and
it
was
just
me.

so
i
must
ask,
did
you
rea-
lly?

all
tho-
se
ti-
mes
i
said
i
love
you,
and
you
re-
plied,
you
said
it
too.
were
those
all
a
lie?
were
none
of
them
true?
did
you
lie
to
me
all
this
time?
did
you?

these
are
the
quest-
ions
i
must
ask
my-
self.
why
did
i
beli-
eve
you?

i
must
know
one
last
time
dar-
ling,
did
you
love
me?

does
it
mat-
ter?
i
am
gone,
you
no
lon-
ger
must
suf-
fer
my
pres-
cence.

if
i
am
gone,
does
it
mat-
ter?
you
le-
ft
first.
i
am
just
re-
tur-
ning
the
fav-
our.

be-
cause
i
lov-
ed
you,
dar-
ling.
ev-
ery
thing
i
said
was
true.
i
rea-
lly
did
not
care.
but
you
did.

it
mat-
ter-
ed
so
much
to
you.
but
coul-
dn't
you
see?
it
ne-
ver
mat-
ter-
ed
to
me.

it's
just
me.
good-
bye
dar-
ling.
i
am
sor-
ry
to
say
that
this
is
the
end

all
my
love
for-
ever
and
al-
ways,
your
dear.

Otterman cerulean_wanderess at least you two are reading this lol
is it my turn to do a begin