The burn is something I started looking forward to
The blurry something to rid you
The feeling in my gut when it all hits
Something I am not at all afraid of
Fireball may be my new drink of choice
So thank you Mon, I owe it to you
To ridding the memory or bringing it back
Making me feel okay
And bringing said burning sensation back to life
Fireball fireball
My new number 1
I like your burning
And the numb you bring it a ton
YOU ARE READING
To you, from me
PoetryPoetry I wrote when you were on my mind and when it hurt to be alive. I'll love you always. From, me
