seen it before
this is the part of the story were i start a fire;
same book, different page-
so lets burn the book
set fire to nights reflecting on those pages,
stay up all night and write new ones
laugh a little more love a lot harder
let you know that i will never run away
never be the one to be consumed by fire
i have been so tired
of this book- seared pages- same ending- new flames
not this time,
i am not the human tourch
or controlled by these fears-
we will write a new one
call it the kiddle
so no fire will come close