If I am fire, then your arms are the hearth that contains me. If I am a constellation, then you are the sky that holds me up. If I am wanderlust, then you are the destination that I seek. If I am chaos, then you are the storm inside of me.
It's 4 in the morning and I love you. It's 11 o'clock at night and I still love you. In a month from now, I will still love you. It doesn't matter the time, the place, or the year, I will always love you.