Ch 417: To burn and never return.

There's something special about it,

Something sacred, something intimate.

It is to look into the eyes of your lover,

With a yearning so tender and delicate.

It is to smile without a laughter on face,

It is to hold back tears and weep in grace.

It is to die breathing, and live dying,

It is to tell the truth without lying.

To look at something you never saw,

A feeling, an emotion, precisely raw.

It is the act to belong to someone,

To surrender, to vanish, one by one.

It is to embrace the heart and never return,

An act of freedom, to stop and burn.

Not to scroll away, but to read and share,

Every tiny fragments, with gentle care.