You were like a fire. Consuming everything in your path and leaving destruction in your wake. I didn’t care, I like the way it burned, the passion. But then it was gone, I was left in the cold. So I gathered up the ashes and embers and created my own flame. I burned brighter and grew stronger. I began to set the world on fire, careful not to burn it down. I learned I’d had the fire in my soul all along.