Burn it all down. See what the fire leaves behind. Watch the flames take everything. And when the smoke clears? Love is the only thing left standing. What’s meant to last will endure the fire. This is your reminder: love can’t be destroyed. It outlives the chaos. It rises from the ashes. When the smoke clears, when all is said and burned—there it is. Steady, glowing, unchanged. Burn it all. Love remains.