kaylasentell95
This is how every inside of her being felt when she watched him walk away. She was withered. She was slowly dying. She was falling. And there was no saving her this time.
Flames ignite in your soul. You feel them after your heart has broken to pieces. You feel them when you're ready for all to end. You feel them when you're suffering. In the middle of the night, when you wake up in tears. You feel the flames in your heart.
Pure. Innocent. Simplicity. Peacefulness.