From Dragons

The burning embers of our love blow along the wind to run up and down our skin. We came from a place only the Dragons knew, yet it was a place of passionate fire.

We had it all until you tore a hole through my heart, and I smashed our love into shards of crystal.

We stand in the silent darkness waiting for the earthquake to crush what is left of our love and return it all to the dirt ash.

My chest aches and yours broke;
still, I wish we hadn’t fucked it all into pieces.

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