fireworks.

fireworks are loud. quick. explosive. dramatic. electrifying. brilliantly colorful.

they're a unique flavor that can simultaneously light up that night sky, make you actually desire to breathe in dark gray smoke, and create nostalgic emotions within your innards.

even though fireworks are usually just a yearly fourth-of-july event, somehow i always feel back at home on those summer nights: with the grass protruding beneath my toes, laughter on my lips due to great company, and the world's most uncomfortable rock somehow perfectly positioned underneath my arse.

often during that time, if only for a moment, not only is my butt restless, but my heart. just as any major holiday, fourth of july is a time-stamp on your life. a yearly marker for what you're doing, what you've accomplished, what you've let go of, what you've failed at.

that time: concurrently hopeful and doubtful.

this time: realizing the thing i hate most about love and friendship is that everything is relative to time.

relationships are seasonal.

timing is inescapable.

the combination, at least for me, of the previous two lines instantly brings fear.

see, we like to invest in the long-term. it's comfortable. the return is usually average. it puts us in the driver's seat for the majority of the ride. it's give us control, ease, and gentleness for the end that is inevitably to come.

but the last couple of days, i've just been wondering, why not be the brilliance that lights up someone's night? the image they can't seem to erase from their retinas. the melody they can't get out of their ears.

it does not matter if it's just a flash.

you can glimmer, and sparkle, and burn with more luminosity than ever experienced before.

you can change the way they view their worth. you can change the way they view warmth. you can change the way they view faithfulness.

you can love deeper and more fearlessly than you've ever let yourself.

it might hurt, yes. but, a moment is made. a trust is formed. a life is changed- and more than likely it will be yours.

the more we dive off and impact, the more the reverberation effects us. how we live. how we think. how we encounter life.

so, so what if you're just pyrotechnics? the duration may be shorter than you desire, but an impact is left. whether in your eardrums, your memories, or both.