do you remember the first time he looked at you with the very fire that burned you alive? do you remember the spark that caught only to discover it was a falsity? do you remember what the water even felt like? oh god what have they done other then take your hand out of boiling water and straight into the source of everything that has ever hurt you. how have you found peace in such a monstrous place. do you even feel your lungs being pulled out of your chest or are you just fascinated at the creativity of a bloody eagle. do you even see yourself drowning in desire or are you just fascinated by the desperation of lust. do you remember the first time he looked at you with a reflection of your own fire? do you remember how you felt when you realized you had given him the tools to aid you in burning yourself alive? The truth is you would’ve burned regardless. At-least there was some beauty this way.