Firework is strange. We take risks with what is potentially dangerous, and turn them into something beautiful. The explosion of gunpowder, rocket propelling skyward, to the stunning array of colors within.
While asking "what's your favorite color?" is considered a cliché for a first date, we commonly associate colors with our emotions. I believe it's because we experience life through a spectrum of colors from our earliest moments, from picking up our first crayon to gazing in awe at fireworks. When we take the time to delve deeper and ask why someone favors a certain color or what memories it evokes, we uncover a trove of life experiences, nothing less than a carefully crafted questions.
Love is strange. We take risks with what is potentially dangerous, and turn them into something beautiful. Now do i only understand that love is like firework, and it is the most powerful declaration of emotions.
Just like how Gianni and Nino's love ignited the establishment of the world's first Arcigay Association.