This story started the same way. Sparks jumped out of nowhere as the two met. However only She saw the initial sparks. He, as usual missed to realize what is going on. It was already too big to resist when the swirl sucked in both of them.
Four months were spent in this spinning wheel. Time seemed to pass swift and summer was indeed approaching. When the day of farewell came He saw the stars lookin' in her eyes. As if he had caught the rainbow's end. But now He had to let the phenomena go.
Summer was gone and He went on chasing the rainbow. Crossroads tried to deceive Him though. He arrived weathered but He arrived and nothing else mattered. He wanted to fly again.
But the rainbow has definitely changed. Has become a mirage and nothing else. What's worse, two months and some more passed and the awful lie, the most awful lie of all emerged.
That fame was the only thing that mattered. Once the scene changed... so She changed with it. Nothing mattered about the past but only the present. And in the present He was not good enough for delivering the kiss-up She would expect. The He who She can put out in the window is whats She really needed. And suddenly He was thrown out of the whirl, left alone sitting. However Her twirl went on twisting other He-heads, twirling and raging.
For a name in the world today, for a little bit of fame today...
And as I type the last lines I find the only truth about rainbows. You hope you find the gold that resides within a pot at the bottom of it; but then it's nothing but flashy and colorful trumpery in it.
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People hate rain and hope for the rainbow. Well, I love the rain more.
Modest and transparent; but at least it exists.
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