Our love is like a match.
It's a burst of love and life,
That finds a steady pace.
Until death comes along,
And wins the race.

It's you in which I'm infatuated,
It's what we have that can't be debated.
I need you by one of my sides,
Because in your hands is where my soul resides.
I found it to be the safest place,
Just like how it is with my lips to your face.
You are a glimmering soul,
That I need to be with no matter the toll.
The cost cannot compare,
To the feeling of your hand in my hair.
I love the being you have helped create in me,
I have never thought this could be.
I love harder than before,
I do right down to your core.
My old anger is but a myth,
Forged into something greater by my inner blacksmith.
You are the only one who appreciates who I am,
Even at my worse you didn't give a ****.
For this and your existence I'm forever knelt,
Because this is by far the best hand I've ever been dealt.

Stars show their absolute beauty, in the aftermath of destruction.

In the midst of sadness, the only solace is anger.