fireworks *

Anything about you,
be it msges, phone calls, or even meeting up,
is like lighting a firework.

i get a few minutes of pretty lights,
short-lived excitement and happiness..
that flares and dies as quickly as it comes and goes,
leaving everything dark and cold once again.

the worse part of it all?
the contrast of that short-lived happiness
makes everything even darker and colder.
as if it sucked all the happiness out of me as it dies.