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That Falling Sensation
In line for the new ride
My anticipation builds
Like the time I first met you.
A new roller coaster
It's my turn soon
Like the chance
I could risk with you.
Minutes pass by smooth
The day continues
Like the weeks
I took to know you
The cart pulls up
And I can turn back now
I can pass it up
But I jump right in instead
Like the day I rushed to call you.
The cart starts to escalate
And my heartbeat accelerates
I await the conclusion
Just like the day I asked you.
I'm at the very top now
And excitement swells into my chest
Sheer anxiety bites at my stomach
Like the nervousness of my first date with you.
And then,
The falling sensation comes
And it's all adrenaline
Just for a minute, a moment,
It's like the time I found him with you.
The world blurs around me
The cart is falling, sloping down,
I'm not breathing
So like the day after I left you.
The cart slides straight
The slope returns to zero
But it's still very fast
Like the nights that followed without you.
The cart is slowing
And I can breathe again
My surroundings clear up again
Like they did the day I stopped thinking of you.
The ride is ending
And the thrill is gone
My perspective is better now
Just as it was the day I got over you.
The ride is over
I'm climbing out
And my memory's fading
Like it had the days I began to forget you.
I'm walking through the exit
And I'm recalling the things I went through
To get on that ride
Like the things I had to do for you.
I pass the new line
For those who want to get on next
And I wonder of its quality
Like the time I reflected back on you.
I see you in that line
And you see me, too
I stare straight on
And smile for you.
I think of how
It was money well spent
To get on that ride
Just like of my time
Spent correctly on you.
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