At our first hello somewhere out in the world a fire was lit
At our first laugh together the twigs and leaves fell into it
At our first goodbye the small flame flickered
At our second hello the fire was burning steadily with the fuel around it
At our second night out you brought a log in the shape of your smile
At our first poems the logs grew larger
At our first kiss the flame erupted into tremendous flames ever so briefly
The flame reached the trees around it and lit them too
As the fire grew and spread, so did our time together
Burning hours away as the trees became ash
The flame grew so hot, it felt as if the air itself was burning
More and more time, more and more fuel
The larger the fire grew
The fire now stood a titan in strength
Only to collapse as the gust of winds blew
As I heard words similar to those I\'ve so many times in my past
The fire slowly waned becoming slightly weaker than before
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As I type this out the fire still burns
The flames, still scorching hot
And giving up on you isn\'t even a thought
As I type this, I know I sound dramatic but I type with conviction
That what I feel for you will not be evicted
If waiting is the only thing I can do,
Then there\'s nothing more worth it
Than waiting for you