silverstone

silverstone

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Romance
And when I get up from my seat, rushing past the boy, I think about fire. I think about it's beauty and warmth, how it destroys and it ruins. And i think about the boy i left behind and how he rushed into my heart like a wildfire, burning me down, from the inside. He siphoned the air, leaving me breathless. and only now that he's far enough I allow myself to breathe.
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When he looks at me, something ignites. It's like there gasoline in my veins, and he is a spark that just sets me on fire. It's painful thought. He lights me up, and I feel so alive, but I'm still burning. I have burns on my skin and in my lungs and all around me, because I never put the fire out. I just let him watch me burn, and I love it.

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