Written for me, for you.

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I wrote your name and burned it
to see the color of the flame
and it burned out the whole spectrum
as if you were everything
mine just burned gold, normal flames
I am not anything

And all that I remember
is the feeling of waking up
we were kids,
you were the sun to which my eyes would not adjust
we were kids,
I was a fountain, you could never drink enough

then came all the boys who swept you up,
played careles with your heart
every night there was a new girl,
sitting beside me in my car
something dies when you grow older
but you do the best you can

I am glad, I am glad
you found a good man.