perhaps in another life we were arsonists

When you asked me if I could bring you the Sun, I laughed like my father and said yes. I believed in fairytales so I thought we wouldn't burn. But when I reached towards the Sun, I realized that its flames were too hot for me to handle but I couldn't lose to you so I set your house ablaze. The Sun's made of fire and so were you now. I believed in fairytales, so I thought you wouldn't burn.

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