Being consumed by each other flames,
Is what fueled our all-consuming passion...
Is that what we really need?
Your memories cuts like shattered shards,
Leaves me to bleed, to mourn the past...
Thought I would die without you,
But here I am, still breathing,
Living ma' life heartly each day anew,
Everyday without you,
Makes me wanna party...
Feel so good, unchained and free
Your absence is like a melody,
But memories linger, a bittersweet spree,
How you called me toxic,
It once hurt so deep ,
But now I don't even give a fuck.
And Yes I might be,
But atleast I am the real me...
