There’s always the hope that relationships will burn with passion and not strife. Yet, sometimes what began as intense disintegrates us until we become something unrecognizable, ensuring walls are built to protect us from the next. The process to love again is an arduous one, requiring a great deal of understanding, patience, trust, and acceptance.

Flaming without fire by Candice Louisa Daquin

I tore myself on you, baby, I tore myself 

until there was nothing but dust and tension and madness 

I tore myself on you, baby, I tore myself 

until daylight proved false and we entered eternal darkness 

where only the grift of each other’s angst 

could sooth the thunder 

of those wasted years 

flaming without fire 

Ignorance by Ramblings of a Fragile Mind (Little Charmer)

You think you know me so well 

Yet you haven’t got a clue 

For if you did 

You’d see how I hid 

All that I was from you