Elegant equation

Young hearts light their own funeral piles.
A wild fire the hearts always keep to endure,
and I know the yearning will always remain,
and I know I'll always be asking for more and it wont let me go.
Young love burning a hole in my heart,
find me and take me where my love belong.
Burn me I want it cause my love is young.
They asked me what do you think you will find,
and I replied "I dont know but its something divine".
I always wanted a bittersweet heart,
it seems it was already there from the start.
Hold me and hurt me, love and avert me.