Because even this –being so close to her –was no longer the same. That light he’d felt when he first saw her –he understood now that it was only a lightbulb. It was quick and easy, full of electricity, but there was something artificial about it. What he wanted was fire: heat and spark and flame.

Because even this –being so close to her –was no longer the same. That light he’d felt when he first saw her –he understood now that it was only a lightbulb. It was quick and easy, full of electricity, but there was something artificial about it. What he wanted was fire: heat and spark and flame.

– Jennifer E. Smith –

The Geography of You and Me

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