Black Ice

Black ice. Beautiful, dangerous deadly. Never meant to be, and fleeting at best. The clash of two things that were the exact same and yet contradicted each other to their very cores, never meant to collide together in the first place. The stars twinkled at their entanglement, but their light always seemed to reach them too late. What will become of them?

"And what about me? Will you just leave me here as well? Will you forget me like everyone else has?"
"Did you see that?! Wasn't it awesome?"
"I never meant for this to happen."
"...Wanna race?"
"Even from that first time, I never could let you go."