The right fire

 This might be too quick to put out but, maybe he is her healer. She has been a lot happier since he has shown up. Things weren't quite in pace when he randomly appeared. The situation was quite bad. They have significantly improved. She is happier now and her heart is full of butterflies. She is expressing her overflowing gratitude as and when. 

She is pouring the nectar of kindness into everyone's share of happiness as she has all this time but earlier she had very little of it left with her.  

She knows; she knows this dependable happiness is not good but then again why would you prune the only branch that is flowering from the seeds you have been sowing for years now? 

They say, " When you are cold, you accept any fire in the way." 

Yes, he is that fire that lights up her darkness. Though even dimly lit. But, he is not 'any' fire. He is not a fire that merely lights up her darkness but it keeps her warm. Her delicate heart, even, is lit with fiery passion filled with meaningless excitements. He provokes them and in turn, she evokes them. 

There had been small sparks of such light but oh weren't they merely light. But he is the right fire.

She keeps zero expectations of the continuation of this passion-filled aura that illuminates her heart with a tingling sensation. A sensation like no other.

It is too quick, again.