Forge something

 By if you will you will not have

Even this tiny,spark of me
How ever will you stand the temper
The fire
The strike of the hammer is fierce
Then I guess the love had
Will shatter
And then only memories will remain
Can to pieces not mesh
Not meld together?
Only the right approach
A fire so hot will do
But instead I hold all back but a spark
Fearing the fire
The forge
And us as one.