Being with you feels like being on a spinning roller coaster at the fair.
We lock eyes as the ride starts to slowly turn.
You wink at me and I laugh trying to mask fear and nervousness.
Before I know it, I have to shut my eyes. I’m spinning way too fast.
Looking at you…..I mean really seeing you becomes too hard.
Seeing anything that was once normal becomes impossible.
But you know what?
The ride eventually ends.
Maybe we’ll be like children and take a second turn. Or maybe we’ll leave only to find another thrill.