It only took one second. One frozen moment in time where everything fell to nothing. Where everything crumbled before me. One second. It's crazy how time works. How fast it changes or stops. How in the time it takes for a dime to hit floor, your life can swirl into an unavoidable pit of despair and darkness. And how everyone expects us to run like nothing had ever happen. Like when your dog gets hit by a car and you have to bury it in the backyard. Your dad looks down at you and tells you suck it up, and that that's how life is. But in your mind all you can think about is how much you want to scream. Or when your first love cheats on you. Every friend you could ever have tells you to get over it, that he wasn't worth it. But all you need is someone to love and care for you, someone to tell you it's alright and hold you tight. Everyone expects you to act like robots, like a well oiled machine. But I don't want to be a robot. Not at time like this... fire /ˈfī(ə)r/ noun: fire 1. The destructive force of combustion or burning, in which substances combine chemically with oxygen from the air and typically give out bright light, heat, and smoke. Gasoline /ˌɡasəˈlēn,ˈɡasəlēn/ noun 1. A flammable liquid used to start or continue combustion, or burning in the form of fire .