He came suddenly, like a strong gust of wind on a sunny day. He arrived with a gleam in his emerald green eyes, eyes that burned more intense than any fire could. His eyes were not the only things that seemed to be ablaze. His orange hair, a color which children usually colored their drawings of fire was just as intense as his eyes. In summary, he himself seemed to be on fire. He came with a blinding smile upon his face, and his hands prepared to play my heartstrings. Sadly, though, our love seemed to be as fleeting as summer rain. Boy x Boy Don't like it? Don't read it!