My Love

I know who I am, and I know what I want. My love is passionate, like the sweet caress of a glowing fire lighting up your eyes. Fierce and unforgiving, my heart remembers every pain, every ache, every disappointment. But like the simple flame when my love burns out, only ashes are left, and it is almost impossible to ignite that fire again. Floundering for so long trying to find myself and what I want out of life, I am completely aware of where I want to be. My goals are attainable and in process. My life is complete in regards to me being aware of who I am, flaws and all. So when I love, I love hard. I love like tomorrow isn't promised, and if you love me our love can never fade or whimper. The intensity of my heart has two modes, on and off. Accept me in your heart, and I'm yours, be accepted in mine and we will always find a way back to each other.