Fireworks at war

When you think of a past love, a long- gone lover, do you think of me? Because i do.-

We were young and untouched by evil, yet we were two broken souls fighting for their lives, and somehow, we found each other. If I were to describe what we had, I'd say we were like fireworks. Sparks in our hearts, everywhere in the sky, I dreamt of you, and as quick as the flame fired, that's how fast everything happened. We were like fireworks, beautiful and colorful, full of love and appreciation, and out of nowhere, as the sparks were lighting the sky, it stopped. You took every spark and flame with you and disappeared. I was left with a shell of gunpowder, trying to find back our spark, the little flame that we need to bring back to life our fireworks. But sadly as much as i tried, it must be really over.

I stayed by your side, cleaned your wounds, caressed your face with love and worry, and I made it better, like a healer at war, I made it better, because I stuck by your side and cleaned your wounds carefully. You loved me hard, but I loved you harder and my love for you was deeply tangled in my soul. I couldn't stop trying to respark our love. But you disappeared with everything we had. Like a healer at war, you never know when there's a bomb going to destroy everything you know, that's how it felt. Like I was alone in a field and you were at war with me, throwing bombs at me to destroy what love I had left of us-together.

I look back at all the times you made me happy. Are they worth this pain? I lost you in the war and I never got you back. I lost a piece of my heart, because you bombed the hope I had left for us.