it's like a roller coaster. riding up is slow and steady. the view is perfect at the top. then you look down and your heart is racing. you ask yourself what you are doing but there isn't much you can do now. the drop comes too quick and you can't control the g's. 1 g. 2 g. 3, 4, 5, 6 g's. life is too great. everything is moving so quick, so quick... twist, turn, flip, flip, twist, drop, drop, drop. your heart's racing throughout the chase. all is great, you look over to her and hold her hand. promise her everything will go perfect and give the guarantee that you are different from the other guys. you two are made for each other. everything is perfect. it's destiny.
stop.
the ride ends. you look at her. she looks at you. and this is where it all begins. the rollar coaster was the the mozzarella sticks and salad - the appetizer. will dinner come soon? or will you pay the check and walk away?
relationships are confusing and love is confusing... but in the end what isn't?
next time you wait in line, make sure the rollar coaster is worth it; make sure the person is worth it. because the minutes you spend on the chase might be the hours of pain you spend later.
stop.
the ride ends. you look at her. she looks at you. and this is where it all begins. the rollar coaster was the the mozzarella sticks and salad - the appetizer. will dinner come soon? or will you pay the check and walk away?
relationships are confusing and love is confusing... but in the end what isn't?
next time you wait in line, make sure the rollar coaster is worth it; make sure the person is worth it. because the minutes you spend on the chase might be the hours of pain you spend later.
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