Feelings and fire. Sparks of love inflame feelings, creating the most revealing works of art. I created a lot for loving her... And destroyed a lot for loving her.
It was tragic to realize that the fire of love we light together burned the love itself. This piece was only written in four hours. That night I understood. There were thousands of beautiful useless words of love burning. The eternal flame that put the red dot on my first real love story. Pain. Anger. Loss... But even from the ashes phoenixes are born.