tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33337820343878183812011-08-22T16:32:50.109-07:00Kaitlyn. 21. Art student.kaitlynxyzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12140110738032385497noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3333782034387818381.post-85340970504169324022011-08-22T16:18:00.000-07:002011-08-22T16:18:53.641-07:00<div class="caption" style="margin-top: 0px;"> <a href="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs46/f/2009/204/3/b/Candle_Light_by_akib99.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="182" src="http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs46/f/2009/204/3/b/Candle_Light_by_akib99.jpg" width="200" /></a>You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. That the brightest flame burns quickest.<br /><br />Which means you saw us as a candle.<br />And I saw us as the sun.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3333782034387818381-8534097050416932402?l=kaitlynxyz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>kaitlynxyzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12140110738032385497noreply@blogger.com0