a poem
The ending there is among the best I've ever read. Seriously.
Thank you so much, it means a lot 😭🫶 and thank you for the prompt!!! I had no idea fire would really awaken so much…
This left me minorly devastated. Beautiful ❤️🔥
Me too 😭❤️🩹 thank you so much!!
beautiful 🔥
Thank you so much! 🫶🫶
That painful question of whether you were the fire that warmed people or the one that burned them down is a devastatingly honest way to look at how friendships fade over time ✨
I do feel I put a lot of honesty into this one. Some things hurt to reflect on! Thank you so much ❤️🩹
So beautiful 👏
Thank you so much 🥹🖤
Of course 🖤 😊
“was i the fire which engulfed everything i was supposed to keep warm?”
…that line hurts in the quietest way. ❤️🩹 nicely penned !
Thank you so much ❤️🩹🖤
Did you know that every 🔥 has a 👻 in it?
https://youtube.com/shorts/4sG9FhwCBTo?si=aeUXsGZcobSLGB5N
Omg this was fascinating 😮😮😮 ghosts in flames…. Someone should write a poem about that whole concept alone.
Thank you 🙏🫶
You can write it!
You do poems, right?
Haha ok! Challenge accepted 😈 I will put it on my running list of poem ideas. Thanks!
No problem. Maybe I will be inspired at some point to write one too. I never really know when stuff is gonna start sprouting from my brain dirt.
DO ITTT!!!!
Brain dirt haha I like it
You miss the person you were and that feeling... that was the fire. I can relate.
❤️🩹 exactly. Tough thing to relate to.
Thanks so much for reading. 🫶
“not because i’m afraid of it,
but because i miss it.”
That shift hit hard.
This feels less like a poem about fire and more like a poem about the warmth time quietly takes away from us.
Thank you, Antonio 🖤 that interpretation does feel accurate.
The ending there is among the best I've ever read. Seriously.
Thank you so much, it means a lot 😭🫶 and thank you for the prompt!!! I had no idea fire would really awaken so much…
This left me minorly devastated. Beautiful ❤️🔥
Me too 😭❤️🩹 thank you so much!!
beautiful 🔥
Thank you so much! 🫶🫶
That painful question of whether you were the fire that warmed people or the one that burned them down is a devastatingly honest way to look at how friendships fade over time ✨
I do feel I put a lot of honesty into this one. Some things hurt to reflect on! Thank you so much ❤️🩹
So beautiful 👏
Thank you so much 🥹🖤
Of course 🖤 😊
“was i the fire which engulfed everything i was supposed to keep warm?”
…that line hurts in the quietest way. ❤️🩹 nicely penned !
Thank you so much ❤️🩹🖤
Did you know that every 🔥 has a 👻 in it?
https://youtube.com/shorts/4sG9FhwCBTo?si=aeUXsGZcobSLGB5N
Omg this was fascinating 😮😮😮 ghosts in flames…. Someone should write a poem about that whole concept alone.
Thank you 🙏🫶
You can write it!
You do poems, right?
Haha ok! Challenge accepted 😈 I will put it on my running list of poem ideas. Thanks!
No problem. Maybe I will be inspired at some point to write one too. I never really know when stuff is gonna start sprouting from my brain dirt.
DO ITTT!!!!
Brain dirt haha I like it
You miss the person you were and that feeling... that was the fire. I can relate.
❤️🩹 exactly. Tough thing to relate to.
Thanks so much for reading. 🫶
“not because i’m afraid of it,
but because i miss it.”
That shift hit hard.
This feels less like a poem about fire and more like a poem about the warmth time quietly takes away from us.
Thank you, Antonio 🖤 that interpretation does feel accurate.