One day you will realize that you have lost the only thing that really mattered in your pathetic little misery you call a life. But it will be too late. She will be gone. You made her go. You didn't let her love you. And she can't stay where she is not belonging. So she will leave. And I hope she will leave such a big scar on your tiny lonley cold heart that it will never heal completely and you will dream of her every night. You will long for her. You will try to reach her and when you are the closest you can be you will wake up covered in cold sweat only to realize she is already gone. And you are alone. And she stole your dreams. And part of your cold heart. Until one day you will be able to remember only her smile and that fire hair, that little fragile dragon you held in your hands. It will be all gone. Because you couldn't handle a little fire. Because you got scared. But remember one thing Fire turns everything to ashes. Fire leaves scars. And if we burn we will burn together :)
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