i know you’re no arsonist
but you brought the gasoline
and the flame
and you set my heart ablaze
and no amount of dousing
could control that fire
because if you were the matches
then i was the flame
i needed a label that said highly flammable
because one touch
and i would go up in smoke
and continue blazing
you needed oceans to stop me
but i gave you seas
and maybe that wasn’t enough for you
because you left me burning
because i was inextinguishable
and you were unstoppable
and together we burned bridges
but what we didn’t realize was
when you fight fire with fire;
getting burned is inevitable.