i remember that our falling out of love was like a rollercoaster
we waited for so long to be together. to make us us. the line kept moving. you were with her and then i was with him and we could never be with each other. and then we were. that was when the ride started.
slowly, slowly we went up. we were on a high. we somehow made sure that everything and everyone was happy. for once, even us.
and then we were going down. quickly, quickly there was our downfall. constantly we were fighting, constantly we were not okay.
then there were the loop-da-loops. where we would get so dizzy from fighting and screaming and lying that we just were.
and then the ride was over and it was fun, sure, but it was not worth the wait.
