Fire Meet Gasoline: Sia

“I will never want another. So, come a little closer.”


Infatuation often feel like a fire, raging from the core of your being, spreading like a fungus, desperate to consume the totality of your being. There is a great risk, with a new love, that you will be consumed, burnt alive. But there is also the slim glimmer of hope that the fire will consume you, but rather that it will illuminate, refine, and enhance you. So many of us risk all on this hope. The tragic flaw, and beautiful defect, of humanity.