“And her eyes,” he said
“They burn through me
like wildfire
every time her eyes
meet mine.”

“It’s not like fire,” I sighed
“You’re just in love with her
which makes everything
about her more amazing
than it really is.”

“Love?” he laughed
“What do you know about that?”
he asked as he looked at me
like wildfire, I thought
if only he knew

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