thought i was safe you were the warmth that i needed like a breeze in the evening and then you changed you’re the hug that had to end who would do that to a friend let alone the one you love

looking around here you’d think “sure, she’s got everything” i’ve got gadgets and gizmos a plenty i’ve got whozits and whatzits galore but who cares? no big deal? i want more what’s a fire and why does it burn?