My heart used to light up when I saw the glow of his face.  He truly was MY firecracker.  I put my fire to him and saw him light up.  I looked forward to our dazzling nights.  But that is all it was.

Dazzles at night without any light.

I knew he had love for his little fire cracker yet he never wanted to lite it up, He spent almost every night, picking it up, dazzling it, Yet he just could not put his fire to it.  Was he afraid of the beauty that would light up the room?  Was he afraid of the dazzling that would take over his life?  Or was he simply just not into that firecracker.

The inevitable occurred.  The lights went out.