Fire in my lungs, I exhale you. I can feel you burning my throat, coating my tongue, slipping between my lips. The second you escape my grasp you burn everything around us. I watch the once bright, cheery room pause. Ashes float in midair. Blackened walls plead their innocence. I stare in awe at the lifeless room. You flicker in the corner, hiding from the destruction. I run to you. I let you wrap around me, engulfing me in your warmth. I open my pores, allowing my body to absorb you. I can feel you swirling inside me, burning my organs. If I hold you close, if I let you burn me, everyone is safe... I cringe as my core disintegrates. My organs turn to ash. My skin is no longer my skin. For a brief moment you are the only thing infusing my soul, the only thing filling this hard shell. And then... **** Dark ashes dust the floor of this dead, cold room. It was once filled with people and laughter, now not a single flicker endures..