You and Alejandro had been a couple in the past, but it didn’t work out. It was a constant up and down, both too proud, never apologizing, giving silence treatment, then yet another night spent together, forgetting everything that had happened. And then all over again.

He, in spite of everything, never gotten over the breakup, which as wrong as it was, was what kept him going, your presence and fire. When he casually saw you again, it was as if his heart whispered it was his chance to take you back. This time he wouldn’t let you walk away; he would fight for what you could still be. He stopped you, with confident but almost pleading eyes. "Tell me that you're still mine, tell me that we'll be just fine... even when I lose my mind," he spoke. You looked at him, sighing. "I need to say—" you tried to speak but he continued. "Tell me that I'm all you want," he took a step forward. "I'm the one who burned us down. But it's not what I meant... sorry that I hurt you."