Safe. Safe.

Someday you will understand. For now you can have a safe distance, in between my arms.

But your spirit is not in ashes, I would be, if I get burnt.

Letting you lost in the ashes of my spirit would be a waste.

I guess you can, if you want to, you can.

I can burn you.

I can feel you. It stings.

Even when you don't speak.

Can you hear me?

I can only hear.