DISCLAIMED.
The Fireworks Never Come.
You're jealous again.
You see her kissing her new boyfriend.
You look at your girlfriend.
She's beautiful.
You know you don't love her.
Not at all.
But she loves you.
You don't want to hurt her.
You've already done enough damage to one girl's heart.
Maybe you'll learn to love her.
In time.
Maybe you'll get over her.
In time.
You can't.
Face it.
You still like her.
You look back at your girlfriend.
She's looking at you.
Maybe she can help you get over her.
You smile at your girlfriend.
She smiles back.
You kiss her.
You close your eyes and wait for them.
The thing everyone wants to feel in a kiss.
Fireworks.
They don't come.