Fire

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"I'm like fire," I murmured, my eyes puffy and red.

"How?"

"Everything I touch I destroy."

"That's not true!," He protested, his eyes shining with passion. He tilted my head, and looked into my dark brown eyes.

"I can fix you," He muttered softly, making my heart swell," After all fire is beautiful and you are too." His hand inched towards mine and out of impulse I wretched my hand away from his, causing hurt and confusion to flood his beautifully striking features. I frowned at seeing so much pain on his face, so I gave him a small smile but it didn't turn out like I wanted.

"I destroy everything I touch," I repeated softly," Please don't hold my hand."

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