That night, I was actually panicked, scared that we wouldn't even be friends in the end. I waited for a long time, but the moment he appeared, it was like a firework blooming in the night sky, splashing ink and streamers, lighting up my eyes in an instant.
We've known each other for some time, but we haven't had a concrete conclusion. Perhaps because we are afraid of facing the responsibility of love, we all procrastinate and dare not recognize the importance of each other. Although we have always been attracted to each other, we have always looked at each other from a distance and refused to embark on a real relationship.
He is a man who suffers from gains and losses, and he can't help but worry that he will get hurt. I, on the other hand, am a person who has been hurt too many times, and I am afraid of falling into the emotional vortex again. We're all waiting for each other to take that step first, and we're not willing to take the risk.
That night, I was really scared. I'm afraid we'll end up missing out, and I'm afraid that our relationship will just stay at the boundary of friends. I kept telling myself that I couldn't miss this opportunity again, and that I was going to tell him how I really felt.
I stood there and waited for a long time. Time seemed to slow down, and it seemed like a long time had passed in a second. I watched the pedestrians hurrying by on the road, and the panic in my heart became more and more obvious.
Just when I was already a little impatient, he appeared. His steps were light and unhurried, with a special sparkle in his eyes. When he walked by, it was as if the whole world had stood still.
I looked at him and felt the sparkle in his eyes. At that moment, he was like a brilliant firework, blooming with a beautiful splash of ink in the night sky. My eyes were illuminated by his light, and the fear in my heart dissipated in an instant.
We stared at each other in silence, as if this moment belonged to just the two of us. I saw the determination in his eyes, and he was willing to step out of my comfort zone for me and bravely face the unknown future. And I am no longer afraid, I am willing to take risks with him and go to the other side of love.
He approached me and took my hand gently. His smile was soft and firm. I felt his heartbeat and his endless warmth for me.
We didn't speak, and we don't need to speak. At that moment, everything had become so clear. We start with a bunch of fireworks that never fall to witness the moment when two people choose each other, happening with love and being loved at the same time.
From that night on, our world became imaginative and romantic. Let's go to see the fireworks and watch those brilliant colors bloom in the night skyWe write poems together and express our deep affection for each other in words;We explore the world together and use our imagination to create our own fantasy adventures.
Our relationship changed from friends to lovers, and we filled the lonely corners with each other's company. There is no romance of flowers, no promise of rhetoric, only two hearts that love each other, interpreting the beauty of love with real actions.
I finally understood that love doesn't need a gorgeous opening, it just needs two sincere hearts. Love, which blooms like fireworks, will shine beautifully in the night, giving each other strength and courage to dare to believe in a better future.
From that night on, our love was like a shooting star, streaking across the dark night sky, leaving a beautiful and brilliant trace. Our story, because of the fireworks splashed with ink, has become more vivid, interesting and imaginative.