Word #167
Title: The Shorter Flame
Fandom: Original
Rating: G
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It was good.
For the time it was meant to be.
Scratch that. It was wonderful.
Is it true that the shorter flames burn brighter? Or is that just our imagination.
I look back on the past, not with regret, though there were times of sorrow. Times of pain. I see hope. There was always hope. And so much love.
It is sad to think that in a place where so much warmth can bloom, in the end, it is all for nothing.
But it wasn't all for nothing, was it. Even if it was impossible from the start.
How were we to know?
You shall always be my one, though you may not be my only. My love, though not forever my lover. I wouldn't trade these memories for anything; not one day, not one second. Every touch, every smile, every occasion of true laughter, and each tear spent. They are mine. And yours.
It was wonderful.
But it was not meant to be.
.
Fandom: Original
Rating: G
.
It was good.
For the time it was meant to be.
Scratch that. It was wonderful.
Is it true that the shorter flames burn brighter? Or is that just our imagination.
I look back on the past, not with regret, though there were times of sorrow. Times of pain. I see hope. There was always hope. And so much love.
It is sad to think that in a place where so much warmth can bloom, in the end, it is all for nothing.
But it wasn't all for nothing, was it. Even if it was impossible from the start.
How were we to know?
You shall always be my one, though you may not be my only. My love, though not forever my lover. I wouldn't trade these memories for anything; not one day, not one second. Every touch, every smile, every occasion of true laughter, and each tear spent. They are mine. And yours.
It was wonderful.
But it was not meant to be.
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