Romance

She loves me, she loves me not... sometimes I just don't know who to trust. And sometimes I can't remember how I got here. But those eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes. I was pulled in. Into the fire. Into the flame. I walked in like a fool and I heard the voices. I didn't turn back. Who would have turned back when the blue flames roared higher into the night. They called to me and pleased for my entry. I gave in. I stepped into the flame. And yet... she loves me... she loves me not...