i don't understand why love is described as fireworks, when fireworks are loud and terrifying

it should be that feeling of relief when you wake up and realize you have a few more hours left to sleep, its raining and you are snugged deeply into two or three comforters. pretty sure that's what love is supposed to feel like.

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