If you ever lit a wood stove,
You’ll understand the fire spreads;
Slowly then all at once
Turning stone cold into warmth.
If you ever burnt a finger,
You’ll understand the sizzling pain;
Painful and long lasting
Yet fire isn’t even matter.
If you ever tripped over a pebble,
You’ll understand the crumbling of the ground;
Bleeding crimson drops of blood
Yet it was just an insignificant stone.
If I ever fell for you,
I’ll understand the pains I’ll never want to endure;
Ripping my soul into pieces
Yet I still took the plunge.
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