She could never see the fire in his eyes yet he longed to burn himself for her, raging was his desire.

His love was a different kind. It wasn't a flint that burns high for a candle light dinner and then it dies.

His love was a phenix that burned itself to the ground every once in a while only to return all new. Ready to embrace her scars and ready to fight her wars, alongside!


She could never see…

by SongRead


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