bambillionwords
They say a heart full of love can easily give some away. But when your cup is always brimming with nothing else to pour on, it spills. It stains. It damages.
Love can illuminate the world like fire.
And like fire, it burns.
Spreading shamelessly and relentlessly.
It seeps through every core to change you-
an ash-small, powerless, ruined.
But fire also purifies.
And not until you burn will you reach renaissance.
Fire also protects.
And not until you're extinguished will you learn what the protection was from.
There are three women ahead of Seraphina, all with the future everybody expects her to have. But Seraphina doesn't believe in future. She has the privilege to be anything she wants, yet no vision flashes in her mind. For Seraphina, dreams are rarities. And so support becomes a burden, passion becomes impossible, and love becomes unreal.
This is the becoming of Seraphina. A lady who overflows with love; and so she overfills her love.