The world's on fire.
Thats what you remember thinking,as the flames dance before your eyes,and you run back in becasue you can't,you won't leave her after she set your building on fire you can't leave because you love her,and you won't listen to them as they yell at you to stay back,because you don't care if you is no living without her.
So you run back in throught the smoke and climb through the burning reckage of what used to be a hallway searching for run up the stairs,flames licking at your trainers,melting the rubber ,you hear the unearthly sound of a violin,maybe its all in your head,or maybe Rome really is burning,because the smoke is in your lungs now and you can't really think straight any more.
You enter the room that she was last in and she's there of standing .For you maybe?You don't then she smiles at you,and simply holds out her message is clear.
"Dance with me" She whispers to you,and you join hands,circling each other as the screams outside intensify,and the flames close it doesn't world stops turning and the only thing left is this one,perfect you take smoke is ,black and choking,its tendrels snake around your lungs,eating up the oxygen and leaving your lungs broken and still,you slow dance round each other,her hands on your shoulders,yours round her dance goes spin and step together in perfect timing,as the tears cascade down both your cheeks,the darkness closes in and you could swear,somewhere around you,a violin stops playing.