The stench of gas filled the air, and before we knew it, the whole house was on fire.
We had not known the consequences of passion and desire.
The gas was tinged with selfishness, and the fire had come from our hearts.
And though we made it out alive, we did not leave unmarked.
For you talked of the suffering you had endured and the recovery you had to go through.
All this time, you had not acknowledged that I had been in the fire too.
