“Darling, you are the fever I finally broke,
You are the dark dream from which I’ve awoke.
If I’m honest, I miss how I thought of you (every now and then)
But if I’m really honest, tonight I couldn’t give a shit if my eyes ever saw you again.
You were Pain and Beauty,
Pleasure and Desire,
A well of despair,
A ghost of a spark;
The absence of fire.”