Paper Hearts

I met him before I knew who I was, when the idea of love was more than passion and charm.

He had sad eyes, as if he’d been through more than he wanted me to see. Reckless, addictive and headstrong, he took everything I gave him and lit my world on fire.

Beneath the torn battered edges of where I existed in Ender’s life, I lost myself, and he showed me how to leave the pieces behind. I’m a memory between the pages and he’s lost in the words.

But what happens when your heart’s paper thin and the one who taught you how to love sets fire to everything in his path?