Walking On Burning Bridges

Sometimes, the darkness wraps around me. I can't get out. I have nowhere to run. But I guess that was the fun part about it. I got the adrenaline.
And then he came along. He changed my world. And left. Sometimes there are those people you just need. You can't live without them. But hey, before you met them, you were fine without them. Now what? You crave them. Here's a story that says, hey, sometimes, going back to that person can be like walking on your own burning bridges.