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Nov 2017
We are on a rollecoaster
I’m in one car and you are in another
Separated by wooden tracks
You are almost at the top of the drop
So excited to go over the bump
You have this smile, ready to scream and let the air smack against your face

I just started
I’m slowly climbing up
Clicking my way to you
Smiling because I can see the joy on your face
You look back at me, patiently watching
Your face drops as you realize I’m farther back
I start getting anxious
Not being up there with you
Frantically trying to speed up in my cart
Wanting to zoom down the ride with you

But that’s just it.
I so badily wanted to be on that exhilarating ride with you
To see the rush in your eyes and fly through the air
But, in all the thrill of you, I never got to be in my cart
To see the uphill view off of that rollercoaster
Slowly ride my way to the top
To experience the slow, cool breeze
The jaw clenching anticipation
I wanted to skip the line
Go past all the excitement and crash down that ***** with you

So now, I stay in my cart
I ride up that daunting hill while watching you go down it
I can’t speed up the ride
Although I wanted to go faster I realized that no matter what I did, I couldn’t change the pace
I wasn’t ready for the top
I was ready for you, for us
But that made no difference as we went along in our own carts
So now, I hold on tight
All alone, but eager to see what the ride has to offer
Learning to be at the bottom of the ride
All the while, hoping your ride is amazing
On the inclined track I look up, accepting the pull of the ride

I just hope I see you at the end
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