since i’m delusional,

and unstably emotional,

i’ve already imagined our together life.

in that vision i’m becoming your wife. 

funny, right?

but i heard they don’t burn for dreaming.

and even if they do, i’m not complaining.

because sometimes you make me feel like burning

on a fiery stack, like witches.

because sometimes i think i have some powers like those bitches,

and i put a spell of love on myself,

which didn’t work on your pretty self.

and it works so well it hurts a lot,

and it makes me feel like burning on a stack would not.