"You weren't supposed to mean much, I thought I had it under control, but you can't control the weather, and you were pouring rain and I was thrashing in deep waters trying to keep myself afloat, but I capsized every time.
Do you think of it that way?
That liking me was like drowning?
I know I can be a hurricane sometimes, but you were a wildfire, one little spark and you were off, did you know liking you was hating myself?
You couldn't."
