Isn’t it funny how fire destroys everything that allows it’s soaring embers thrive?
The things that keep it alive?
kinda like us.
You suck the life out of me so you can glow even brighter,
leaving me to cough up the ashes,
Your crippling flames leave my fingertips blistered and burnt from the mere thought of you,
but soon I will no longer be a source of fuel,
I was just a Serendipity as you were racing through the silhouettes of land.