'The whole world could ignite trying to please you, and after the flames died down, still be willing to suffer through it all again if that's what it would take to keep you. It's not love we're after. We want the flames, the burns, the pain. That's why there's no surprises with us - we both know exactly what is going to happen, and yet we are willing to give anything for it. We can't win this. We were never meant to win this. We were meant to chase and fight and struggle for something we don't even want in the first place. It was never our intention to be this way. We didn't ask for it. And we started out alright. But no matter what we do, or say, or think, we can't deny the inevitable. We are broken people. And because of that, we break everything around us. We're not soulmates. We're not star-crossed lovers. We're two stupid teenagers, and regardless of what we pretend, we have no idea what we're doing. and out of 7 billion people in the world, we two never should have met.'
That's a monologue from a story I'm writing.
Kthanx.
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