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?