~Mutal things in a rainbow, a storm, skittles, and love~

Sits here looking up at the sky. Thinking about the rainbow spread across it. Reminding me of those beautiful times, before those dreadful thunderheads rolled in. Flashing their lightning, sounding their thunder, pounding their rain on the earth below. Why must something so amazing, havta disappear so quickly. Its kind of like love. One minute its sweet, the next its sour. Kinda reminds me of sour skittles. Oh so sweet, yet so sour. Makes you wondering why can't the beautiful last forever.