He'd left me, yeah, but when he did he didn't even bother to snuff out what he'd ignited in me.
I'd obsessed over him, for months, making it clear how much I absolutely loved him. He had his girls, seemed like he always had one or two following him around.
Yet somehow, he managed to care about me. Who'd have thought that cocky, smooth Axel would care about me, Kairi, shy and quiet.
But no. Not anymore. He'd lit a spark within me, I was passionate and longing now.
When our lips met, it was like a flame burning within me, fueling our lust. Our...my...love.
And in a few days, he'll be gone. Back to his Organization. And I'll just be a memory. But he branded himself on my heart. He wouldn't let me forget him, whether he knew what he did or not. I gave up my everything to him, my mind, my soul, and my body.
Some people's hearts break.
Mine doesn't.
Mine burns. Burns with flames of love and passion.
It feels so wonderful, I don't even realize it's killing me until my heart is nothing with ashes.
That's what I get for playing with fire.