just wanted to drop off a little something unrelated, it has no ties to the rest of the poems ! just a little something from me to you

fireworks keep me awake.
they flash and smile and give
us a cry. they startle the night
skies quiet slumber rudely,
granting not peace but annoyance
to those who try to sleep (myself
included). they rattle my bed and colour
my drawn curtains. i do not know
how one sleeps with fireworks.

but then again, i slept with you.
beside and on, burrowed beneath and
within. drenched in your sweat, drenched
in your tears—kissing the thin lines
of manipulation that tasted so sweet.
it was like cinnamon and apples, of pine
and autumn. you were loud and obnoxious,
self-centred and boastful. you liked me for
my shut mouth and low eyes. i couldn't help
but notice you spy those other girls and guys.

fireworks keep me awake.
they shout loudly and rudely,
they slam at my windows and soak
my bed in reflections of red and blue
and yellow and pink. but at least they
aren't like you. at least my windows shield
me from their touch.

i guess fireworks aren't so bad
compared to you.

- fin.