You know how frost spreads on a window? A collage of crystals forming in unique shapes and sizes. Stretching out at a steady speed til it encompasses the whole window in ice. Or how a fire burns a sheet of paper. It begins in one corner as a small change of color. The paper gets darker and soon a flame has formed that begins treading along the paper’s surface. It slowly creeps outward getting faster and faster until the paper is nothing, but ash and burning embers. If I were to describe our love, some days I am the paper, other days I am the window. What does that make you?