Fire

He was the fuel.. N she was a matchstick.. When they met the house would be on fire.. And no one could understand how everything around them would be burnt ..
But the fire they generated gave so much warmth around.. And gave so much light.. The darkness faded and their love consumed all...
He was the fuel.. She was the matchstick.. Together they were fire

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