5 Year Winter

Dear Tiffany,
You've made me
Nauseous for the last time
Everything I've said to you
I will form a spike

In order to stop my words
This time I'll put them in the ground
Along with my memories and my feelings

I'll burn it down and walk away
Let the fire warm my back
I wish you would say you hate me
It would make it so much easier
Burn it down and walk away