My scalp is on fire

My scalp is on fire
Which may be a fitting ending
To this global chaos
So here’s one for the books.
There was a balcony
And I stole a candle
For you.
There was a firefly
That made me whisper
To you
And all I wanted was to linger
When you made the decision.
I will always wonder
What compelled you.
In any case, I lingered
And I let you linger,
Saying nothing.