I’d like to think that some love is like fireworks. The one that comes in various intense colors. Breaking the infinite darkness above the horizon. Every crack will amaze you. Every blast will stun you. No dull moment because every second is like a dazzling magic. However … like fireworks it won’t last long. You’ll never know when because sometimes the most remarkable part of the display happens right before it ends. And when it vanished.. everything will be covered by dark again.
There’s a momentary twinge of gloom that will rise in you from nowhere. Evanescent it may seem yet never it’ll be plunged in oblivion nor die in your memory. The kind of bliss that it has given you will always live in you no matter what because love… like fireworks is made to make everyone’s night (life) completely memorable. Just so simple as that. It also gives hope and shows us that no matter how dark our world is… there will always be these lights (love) … these astonishing vibrant lights that will glow in the darkest hour of our night.