The fireworks we made

I miss those days when everything was alright, when no matter what I was laughing because you were at my side. I miss the light I had when I saw me into your eyes. No shows, no masks no games only the one we wanted to play with our true face. I miss the laughs and the dreams we had. I miss the trips we made even when we were only in bed. I miss the fire you easily inspired me and suddenly with no matches in passion we were lying. I miss those beautiful days.. and the fireworks we used to make.