And the people who left her weren’t the evenproblem, it was the things they left behind.
She had been numb and unfeeling for a while but then she swallowed up those things they left behind.
Every ounce of negative emotions that surrounded her was absorbed by her and
This was the beginning of her end.
Flames of negative emotions surrounded her and became her. She was alive, so very alive
but she was only a shell of a bullet.
Her aura blazed with these emotions but inside she
A man of water came along. His aura rippled his cool mind and
threatened to stop her flame.
Inside though, he was earth. His mind, body, heart, and soul
were intertwined by immortal vines.
This man of water and earth blew out her flame.
But after the fire goes, smoke always sustains. The smoke weakens her lungs. The man is unable to see his love.
The smoke clears and there lies a girl separated from her energy, the very core of
All he wanted was to douse her
flames. But there lies a broken girl. Homeless but not abandoned.
The smoke lingers
around them, stalking them for another chance to be at one with fire.
But the smoke is not the only thing that stays, the man is
He picks her up and takes her to his home. He retrieves scissors, a needle and some thread.
Then there he cuts out half of
his aquarium of feelings. Quickly, he works quickly so it doesn’t evaporate.
He sews his water onto her broken frame.
She gasps, breathing in a breath of life. But she does not feel worthy of this Atlantis of feelings. He sacrificed the very core of his being for her.
Why? No. She’s unworthy.
She questions him angrily, rapidly her waves crashing in all
And his soft reply blows from his lips, “You are my element.”