We were like love and hate. We coexisted even though others thought we would burn each other to bits, because what they didn’t know was that we fed each other's flames. My love for you twisted and twirled all while your hate for me stayed still as it blazed. We moved in a dance that only we knew, one that was slow and methodical, laying all of our cards out on the table. We collided like two shooting stars, destroying ourselves and everything in our path. Our beauty was too much for some to take. Because we think of love and hate as two different things but in the end we are only a breath away.
Always Close
We were like love and hate. We coexisted even though others thought we would burn each other to bits, because what they didn’t know was that we fed each other's flames. My love for you twisted and twirled all while your hate for me stayed still as it blazed. We moved in a dance that only we knew, one that was slow and methodical, laying all of our cards out on the table. We collided like two shooting stars, destroying ourselves and everything in our path. Our beauty was too much for some to take. Because we think of love and hate as two different things but in the end we are only a breath away.
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