Love is like fire.

It starts out as nothing, just logs in a fire pit.
Then,... Embers.
A spark,
The beginning of something.

The fire takes time, patience.
You can't rush it when you want
A big, roaring fire.

A comforting fire.

After the fire is built up,
You're afraid to go near, to get burned.
yet you want to feel the comfort of the fire...

The love.