Love is a lot like swings.
You have
you ups and d o w n s , and go
[ back and forth ] trying to decide
how high you can get. You build up the c o u r a g
e to jump, and when you
do youre (( laughing and
smiling )) and your eyes
are closed to feel the
>> excitement of falling. << You've never felt anything
more [ exhillerating. ]
But
then g r a v i t y comes and drags you back to reality. the impact of falling
is way worse than a trip on the playground and you can't
imagine getting up &+
doing it again </3
