I look at we she admires.

Her  perception of art.
                                My heart expired.

I mean I didn't invent fire.

        I'm just not assertive enough to be a supplier of silly words that transpire.
          
        It's translucent congruent to my point perfectly.
                              

                      ­Fear is the enemy.
As a result you were comfortable being a *****.

                          Rather then exploring the universe with me.