Love sometimes is just like fireworks.
Brilliant, colorful and amazing.
Then after awhile, the brilliance of it burns out to the blackness of the night sky.
Another goes off, looking better than the one before.
Once more, fading to the blackness like the one before.
Then again, the cycle repeats it's self.
Brilliant, colorful and amazing.
Then after awhile, the brilliance of it burns out to the blackness of the night sky.
Another goes off, looking better than the one before.
Once more, fading to the blackness like the one before.
Then again, the cycle repeats it's self.
