“That’s what falling in love with her was like– like falling in love with a fire. A loud and raging fire, seductive and flickering with vibrant shades of orange, red, and blue.

In that moment, I knew that getting too close was dangerous, that letting her light lure me would have prices to pay.

I didn’t care. I didn’t care at all.

I walked into the heart of her inferno, fully prepared to burn.

I knew no matter how painful, no matter how temporary, I’d let her burn me to ashes. Just as long as she kept letting me experiencing her flames.”

-Dancing Inferno; Meg Marks