the spark and the bomb [phanfiction poem]

the spark and the bomb

dan was a bomb.
he wouldn't let people in because he was to afraid he would hurt them.
in dans world it's was just him.
him and him only.
on the other hand,
phil was a spark.
a spark that could light up a whole night sky and give it shining beautiful colors.
but who wants a spark?
or a bomb?
and who would have thought that all along,
the spark and the bomb just wanted each other.
until one day,
when the spark lit the end of the bomb,
and it exploded.
then the spark was alone once again.
because of course,
what is a phil without a dan?