Fire. A flame that burns in all of us. This burning feeling in our hearts that consume us in warmth. Our fire burns like a wild forest fire once born. As years past people come into our lives and dump water onto our fire. Slowly putting it out. Some people's fire burns out quicker in life. Other's keeps burning till the very end. My fire is nothing but a candle light. One more drop of water it will be out. The warmth in my heart will die. The fire will be nothing but a memory. He tries to light my candle. But I can't trust another person. His fire is dying as well. The water has coldened his heart. I will use the little fire in my heart to get him going. My fire is not important. He is my life. His fire. His life. Is my main concern. Fire. A flame that burns in all of us. This burning feeling in our hearts that consume us in warmth.
This is a work in progress. It still needs editing and all that. But i like it.