Today. You set my soul on fire, (just for fun.)
We were chased into a corner where; finally, you could only feel my skin burning up with the touch of your fingers.
My silhouette, crumbling to ash from the heat of your gaze, is wrapped around your mind. And this time I know it.
All I ever wanted was for you to say goodbye to me. Today, I caught you twice. Only now, it feels like a beginning.
We don't talk as much as before. But you've said yourself that something's changed. I think I always knew I've known you longer than this. Your eyes, though. They speak volumes.
I think you feel it too.
