Fireworks

41 0 0
                                    

We were like fireworks, only a show.

We shot up so fast, down was the only other place to go.

We came down and crashed, into too many pieces to pick up.

In the end all I could think of was how much shit I was sick of.

But our love was beautiful, and so were you.

In anger I said some things, but none of them were true.

You were my lover, but also my best friend.

And maybe later on in life we'll meet up again.

For now, I wish you the best.

I wish you luck in romance, and plenty of success.

I hope you grow up to be the man I know you can be.

The only thing I ask, is please don't forget about me.

I hope you remember me with a smile on my face.

In my heart you will always have a place.

Grow old, live a good life!

I hope you have plenty of kids, and a beautiful wife.

Wounds heal, and sometimes it'll still hurt.

Our love was beautiful, like fireworks.

You've reached the end of published parts.

⏰ Last updated: Apr 12, 2012 ⏰

Add this story to your Library to get notified about new parts!

Better & WorseWhere stories live. Discover now