You're my fire

You're dangerous
A fire in the open air
You like to feel the wind in your flames
But too much wind makes you die at once

Unfortunately I love dangerous stuff
I could make your flames reach high
Like no one else could before
But then you infected others

I couldn't control you no more
You spread faster than expected
Before I could even realise
You fire for me had almost fade to death

You've tasted some other wood, maybe better than me
That's what makes me even more dangerous
But you've light my fire too much
I cannot let you go anymore.