it's the sudden drop at the top of the roller coaster.
when you realize that falling in love isn't some sort of fairy tale descent into wonderland of warm scintillating certainty
no one told me that it hurts
that you can feel your stomach lurch violently and lodge directly in your throat leaving you gagging and gasping for any small tenuous breath you can pull searing lungs screaming in your ears to just expand and take in the sweetest gulp of air let go of the feeling and run
this love thing isn't like a key sliding into a lock
something that fits perfectly that has no imperfections and sports no defects to throw spanners into the engine propelling me blindly forward through acid rain showers of tears smearing my mascara under my eyes and scorching paths of fire down the cliff of my cheeks
he's had to pick my lock
meticulously listening for that telling click that will finally allow him to know all of me those uncharted regions he sees just at the edge of the falling sun's light the shadowlands those forgotten spaces i've cut out of myself but can't rid myself of
is it love
when i accept that maybe that peaceful high of simply his company his presence is worth sacrificing to Janus and shattering the locks that seal off my heart
am i ready to say i love you
it is more than an eddy at the top of Niagara Falls where you can relax in calm water just at the Falls' edge inches from a stomach clenching freefall and frigid water turned to cement.