Fire Signs.

I’ve written it before. Burned the words. But they come back to me more and more. 

I don’t want or mean to ruin or light up what I touch. I am no gold touched king; but I surely don’t want to burn down all of the pretty things.

There are flames that I coax into lighting. I’m breathing kerosene without even trying. You are the last thing I wanted to burn. But I burn everything down. I don’t know how to change, it’s all ash all around.

I’m sorry your skin has been scorched by my touch. I wasn’t trying to hurt you or set you ablaze. I didn’t know I started fires with a cursory gaze…

You hurt me, too. Two fire signs are so flammable they don’t know what else to do.

I love you. 


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