Coincidentally, I’ve been reading a biography of Jim Morrison by Stephen Davis about whom I knew nothing prior to starting. I still know nothing about Stephen Davis. The Doors were way before my time, but in recent years, I’ve come to appreciate some of their music. A coffee shop conversation with a… I don’t want to say ‘crazy guy,’ alternative thinker made me analyze “The End.” Interesting. I’ve had “Light My Fire” running through my head most of the day. That may have had some influence on my story. Reality may have also made some contributions.
I thought she was cute the first time I saw her.
The more I talked to her, the more I thought about her.
The more I saw her, the more she smiled at me, the more I realized she wasn’t just cute, she was beautiful.
The more I got to know her, the more I saw how sweet and kind she was.
It wasn’t until it was too late that I realized, she lit a fire in my soul. The likes of which I’ve never known. It might just burn me alive.