Whispers of the Flame

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“You can’t start a fire without a spark.” Those were the first words you told me when, trembling and unsure, I confessed my fear of getting in a relationship. I was terrified because no one as beautiful as you had ever spoken to me before. But you took the first steps, even when you proposed, and I accepted, though fear gripped my heart—the fear of losing you.

For all these years, you pushed me forward, illuminating the path and showing me that there’s light at the end of the tunnel. You became my reason to keep going, my beacon of hope. Without you, my life felt incomplete, and our marriage only solidified this truth. Every achievement, every triumph, meant nothing without you by my side; it was all a futile chase after the wind.

So, how can you ask me to leave you now, to abandon you amidst the ruins of what was once our only home, now reduced to mere shadows of smoke and dust? How can you ask me to save myself from this cruel fate when you always urged me to set my heart ablaze and seek those who fan my flames? How can I move on when my life truly began the moment I met you?

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