Engulfed by flames, flames that are

started by you. With the flames

come the pain. Pain that you and only

you could cause. Devoured by the sorrow

and self pity, that your actions have

caused. I must learn to endure all

these... Emotions that are bottled up

inside me. Al these emotions make

me want to sceam. If I did, would

anyone care? You wouldn't. You gave

up on me. The one who would give

you the world, if it were his to

give. The one who loved you more than

life itself. With the flames being fueled

by you every move, I have to sit

back and withstand the pain that

you inflict. The pain that Cupid's

arrow pierced me with.