the same love that confronted me, broke me down and once done so let go of my hand once what was left burst into flames whispered within time. it had seemed that the blaze was the storm before the calm and once the inferno was reduced to ashes..well, most would view so as destruction. but we seen the abolishment as a well awaited beginning.
to the fingers that slipped away with ease but only for the sole reason that they were always within reach far-sighted amongst the smoke. i’ll be holding you once again. but as for this time, my grip will be much tighter. and the love will be much stronger.