Taraji P. Henson's Narration

It started as a spark

Then we fed it

With promises, with hands that held tight

Eyes locked, "I do"

But flames are greedy things

And I, I noticed the smoke curling between our words

But I didn't flinch when the warmth became a warning

When your touch left blisters instead of butterflies

We called it passion, fate

Fire consuming the walls we built together

Until one day, I stood in the ashes alone

Your name still on my lips, your ghost in my lungs

And realized through anger and rage

Love shouldn't burn еverything it touches

So I walked away from thе wreckage

Not because I stopped loving you, no

But because I finally understood

Even love is something you must escape

You forced me to live in the flames

And I was the moth

Oh, this nigga, ha

He created this fire in me

Yeah, I just simply wanted him to love me back to life, that's it

But no

The hardest part was realizing I should've walked out this bitch a long time ago

Yeah, but I, I, I ignored the, the signs

Yeah, those flags was slapping me upside the face

But I loved you, nigga

But you what? I'm alright now

I'm on my fuck-you, bitch, fuck you

Yeah, it's up now, nigga, it's up