The Fire

Like all things that appear innocent, fire is in the pit of all. Like a the clear sky before the rain fall, Like a rainbow after the storm Our love was pure but the fire raged inside. Was it just lust or were we in love no one could of save both of us, Indestructible is what we thought we were but our weaknesses got the best. As we burned and burned with out the might to stop the death that was awaiting us. What we thought to be happy was actually the manic of our affair. The memories will remain until we have the strength to detain, detain ourselves from each other, We may not have the strength to destroy what made us but we can stop this torture that we create … Glass shatters just as our hearts when we walked away, when we walked away from all we thought was Important all we fought for. The fight was long and hard but even we couldn't save each other it was destine we were bound to be destroyed Like a fire when everything burns to the ground,When all is thought to be lost we have to find hope without the weight of our destruction haunting us like a wild fire out control that exactly how we were it was our fate for our candle to burn out to burn the memories that might remain to burn all that attaches us to one another like a fire we had to move on and still have hope that one day even with out each other we would be happy just maybe we could happy without each other one day, and just like a fire we were no more we had to burn before we created death and let others mourn..