Some people come into your life like lightning bolts.
Lighting you up and setting you on fire.
But ending in a shower of tears,
Sometimes never to see them again.
Other people are like fireworks.
All show. No substance.
And clearly no lasting power.
While others are like stars or fields of grass.
Coming out ever night and peering from the ground every morning.
Some days brighter and stronger than other days,
But always reliable and true.
We and I are to each other all of these things at some point.
There is no rhyme or reason as to why we are one or the other at certain times.
We just meet by change, fate, destiny…
To show each other one way or another.
People are beautiful however they come into your life.