I was the fire, but you were the flames.

I burned until they extinguished me,

but you managed to stay, remain.

You were the water, but I was the waves,

your plans were the winds, the Moon,

I depended on them, needed them, craved-

You were the air, but I was the wind,

I was strong, but you were well-needed,

they had lungs for you, but for me, broken skin.

I was the fire, but you were the flames,

I was the main part, but you didn’t falter.

You were pretty, but I was to blame.