I love your choice of words in this one, ”my past faded” fits so much with all that ‘the past’ should be, “my future went ablaze”, the visual contrast between those two lines are just brilliant, the past fades as the future lights up and becomes a beacon, it’s like; all of a sudden it didn’t matter where I was coming from, what mattered was where I was headed, and that’s a future with you.

It’s really hard not to love poetry when there’s people like you who create brilliance like this. Keep at it