Our love was a City on Fire. My husband and I built our home brick by brick. Confiding in one another, we shared even our most vulnerable thoughts. My husband was my Prince Charming. I myself couldn't believe this fairy tale until it all came crashing down. Our love was a village filled with so many memories. I ran left and right with exhaustion, trying to save us. But every time I put out one fire, another one started. All the while, he stood by and watched. I was overwhelmed with sadness. By the time the fire subsided, I was already gone.