Love is an exploding bath bomb in a tub full of water. It can travel as fast as sonic. It can hurt like a bruise. It can deceive you like a poisonous frog. Love is refreshing like mouthwash is for a dentist. It can scare us like how beetles scare babies or how butterflies scare me. But in the end- love is one periwinkle wall

in a sea of purple walls.