And you can hate me now and you should
I know I sure did when I was in your shoes—
Got my revenge pure and simple and the taste went to bitter from sweet
Yeah, matches just how you look and how I made you out in my head.

But year by year my brain melts more and more snd winter clouds clear though the icey pavements are still par for course—
The spark inside divides me from the world I’m still yet to deal with.
I’ve fought too much and lost too much and wore my self out til even my bones thinned.

Love you so, remember and recognise you always. Little flame, so full of spite and promise and age and distance.