Let the flames begin!
Somewhere weakness is our strength and I'll die searching for it. I can't let myself regret such selfishness, my pain and all the trouble caused.
No matter how long I believe that there's hope buried beneath it all and hiding beneath it all, and growing beneath it all, and...
A memory remains just a tiny spark. I give it all my oxygen, to let the flames begin!
Kisses
//Elaine