I remember seeing the sparks catch hold and ignite whatever poor object was our target but no flame was as bright as your smile, your face flushed with the heat of the inferno and the pure joy of arson
I remember the times we almost got caught by the cops but we were fast, faster than them
In those moments we were the fastest things that ever were
We would sit on my roof and try and catch our breath and we'd laugh loud and free, full to the brim with the exhilaration of a child meeting a puppy
You were fire itself, dangerous and bringer of disaster
I was a thrill ******, always on the edge of death, both feet dangling over the void, hanging on by my fingertips
You burned everyone and everything you brought close to you
I basked in the heat that was your being
You were happiest when you had a trail of ashes behind you
I was happiest when I was by your side
Maybe that's why even to this day I have an intense passion for flames