You say you love fire.
But you are cold as ice.

I AM fire. But u can't see it.
Or can you? Can you see my flames?
Are you afraid? Afraid that my fire would melt the icy armour you work so hard to protect? Vaporize you? So that you would be no more?

Let me offer you a perpective:

Vapor, is everywhere. Ice, is contained.
I, can make you greater than you ever thought possible...