Skating on moments of contact and spinning in soul exposing leaps propelling through fun times and laughter till hitting a divit and falling.
The fall is so cold and jarring and I slide for a little while after then I try to get up on those blades of persistence and take one more glide and move on.
How many times can I trip up and fall? Stumble on romance and crush? One of these days I may just give it up when I realize all that I lost.
There isn't a single thing tangible to vision or to the touch on the list of the things that I lost when I slipped on the sheet of love.
I didn't lose money or items you didn't take any cold cash the things that I did lose: confidence, emotion I lost because you never knew.