Fire in my heart, fire in my soul. The fire might go dim, damp, or diminish, but the embers glow. Embers stoked with love and hope, never hate or fear. From these embers, a spark can fly. From that spark, a flame can rise. From that flame, a firestorm. I'm burning up inside. via Daily … Continue reading Flames
Everyone has one. No, not the one who got away. The one we wish we never met. The one we love to hate and hate to love. Until the spell breaks. And it all turns to dust. Amen.