me

You say you love the sun,

the rain,

and you even say you love the fire.

but what happens when there's too much sun,

the rain turns into a storm?

What happens when the fire becomes uncontrollable?

You don't love them anymore.

You find shade,

use an umbrella,

and extinguish the fire.

What if I grow,

find new passions,

and even begin to feel emotions again?

Will you still love me?

Will you bear the heat from the sun?

Will you dance in a thunderstorm?

Will you burn in the fire?

Will you still love the new me?