Thought Process of an Endangered Firework
She was a firework
she knew what she was doing at every turn
My grateful lover was also a generous lover
she gave 110% of herself every time and expected nothing in return
she hoped one day, she’d find the one, but no matter how many compliments she got, she never got the one she wanted
“You know what you’re doing”
“That’s the best I’ve ever had”
among the things she heard frequently
but only one was brave enough to take on her heart
with ulterior motives of course
because a girl with moves like those had to have a history and that history couldn’t be good
but she was fun, so she had a long list of followers, long list of lovers, but none were honest suitors
they all came for the pass
they loved her dearly, but not enough to change their plans or add her to them
she thought about selling herself instead
why would she give it all for free to just her friends?