Slide a little closer... inhale me... one last time. Can you feel the air thickening? It’s heavy with the scent of us. This is the grand finale, darling. I’m slipping out of your life... and I’m taking the spark with me.

Flush against you. Unzipped. Hard stares cutting through the dark like a blade. No more silk lies to cover the truth—just the ghost of my touch lingering on your skin. Do you want the polite mask? Or do you want the fever of the fire you couldn't control? I’m a gorgeous disaster, burning bright and divine... Watch the smoke curl as I slide right through your fingers.

Here I am. Gulp me down. Not perfect, just... intoxicating. Hahaha... Hold your breath, baby, let the fever finally break. I’ve tasted enough, I’ve had my fill... and now I’m stepping out. I’m already a universe away—the Queen of your midnight, and the goddess of your dawn.

Raw skin. A sting that feels like a kiss. Your favorite silk pooled on the floor. A sharp tongue, a soft, wicked goodbye. Watch me climb these stairs—keep your hands to yourself. Don't follow.

Oh, did I leave a little bruise on your ego? Poor baby. I’m not the one coming apart at the seams anymore; I’ve stitched myself together with gold thread. Keep your labels they were always too small for me. I’m keeping the throne. Now, choke a little on the memory of my perfume.

Look at me! Drink it in! Not flawless, just... addictive. Hahaha... Calm down, honey, try to remember how to breathe. I’m satisfied, but your bed is already growing cold. I’m miles ahead, and I’m never looking back.

Too late to reach for me. Too far to catch the flame. I am the star... and you? You’re just the boy left in the dark. Hahaha... Stay cool, darling.... I’m gone.... Forever.