It felt like opening your mouth to say something, don't, and then biting ******* your lip. You don't deserve this. You tried to explain but he'd place a finger on your mouth and say "don't speak of these terrible things." Don't speak. There's an image of you two hip-to-hip as merry as an afternoon tune, of course you'll never forget what romance looked liked before the war. put down your weapons if you hadn't played with fire Then you would not have burned. They say Apollo, the sun God, is the truth so you stood naked in the sun and flew closer and closer until he begged you to come back to him. You couldn't find the heart to tell him no matter how close you were.