Everything happens for a reason.
Reasons that may not be pleasant,
But reasons nonetheless.
Sometimes, you find reasons in wrong intentions,
Sometimes you wrong reasons in right intentions.
This is one of those wrong reasons.

Summer break.
Freshly promoted from the 8th grade.
A spark had been found amongst two young passions.
The passions lasted and burned brightly,
But also quickly.
A little... TOO... quickly.

What once was a raging desire,
Quickly snuffed to desolate cinders.
In the cinders came a new blaze,
New emotions.
However, these emotions were ones,
Filled with true fire. Hate.

With these newfound infernos came a bitter end.
A ridge was placed between the two.
A divide that one side tried to cross over,
To no avail.
The saying still stands, however.
Everything happens for a reason.