Love is like a flame

Love is like a flame and time is the wind
Snuffing out the weak leaving little to show
Or fanning a blaze to veritable inferno
Some being forgotten quickly following the start
While others burn for years after the first spark
But when all is done burning what's left in the wake
Are these ashes of sadness when one's heart does break
Then out of these ashes like a phoenix will rise
A love with new vigor and fire in its eyes