It started out so simple,
so small. Sometimes we
both wondered if it was
even there at all.
Who could've known that
such a beautiful tiny little
spark, could ignite such
an ugly menacingly
humongous flame? We tried
dancing in it together, to
hold on but it was all for
shame.
The more we tried to douse
the flames, the more they
grew. We acted as if nothing
was wrong and kept it on
the down low.
Others looked at us with a
judgemental gaze. We can
no longer pretend to be
hopelessly in love and in a
daze.
Buy I want you so bad, is
that so wrong? But the
spark is long gone.
They think we've gone
insane. They're so right.
We went from a spark
to a flame.
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