I have known heat that left marks

The kind I reached for because

For a moment the pain of fire

Was louder than that of heartache

But there is a different kind of heat

The kind that heals us

From the inside out

An invisible blaze

That doesn’t scorch the skin

But warms the parts of you

That ask you to

Keep breathing in

And reminds you

What living was always

Supposed to feel like

Maybe this is the fire

We were always meant to hold

Not the kind that leaves you

Feeling like a body full of ash

But the one that teaches your soul

To believe in the warmth of being loved