Fireworks: Sparks, Fireworks...then comes the bomb!
The first time it wasn't planned, something that came out of an apology.
Something to get it over with and something they swore never to talk about again.
The first time sparks flew,
and neither knew what to do...the feeling mulled over many times.
That time there were sparks...sparks that started a fire.
The second time it was to shut him up, something she wanted to express turned wrong.
Something driven by his soothing word and a misunderstanding of someone's heart.
The second time there were fireworks,
burning intensly in their hearts, feelings brought up once again.
This time fireworks flew, burning brightly in their timid hearts.
And the third time what will it be? Will it finally be the one that they both want?
One that was started by one, agreed and enjoyed by both?
One that will write the future of their lives.
The first one was sparks...started from barely nothing, the second one was fireworks...brought up from the sparks, the third one will be a bomb...bursting with delight.
The first one, the sparks, changed her life...made her open her eyes, opening her mind and heart to him.
The second one, the fireworks, changed his...making his finally understand...opening his heart to the possibility.
So will the third one, the bomb, change our lives and the world's...finally giving us what we want and deserve?
So what do you think?