A Ballad Of Poetry

I think of you like fireworks

I think of you like fireworks.
No matter where you try to look you're always drawn back to them, like a force of gravity.
Once they arrive, they paint your sky different colors.
Showing you the brightness the stars never could.
You stare at them wide-eyed trying to keep sight of them as long as possible.
Because you know they fade away becoming a figment of the past.
So I'll make sure to hold onto every memory and take plenty of pictures.
I think of you like fireworks.
No matter how long they show, they can't stay forever.

2/1/24 // Inspired by "Hakucyumu" (白昼夢) by Lamp