I'm feel as though I'm on the same rollercoaster one rides after the first kiss.
The intensity.
The thrill.
The ecstasy.
The anxiety.
The exhilaration.
The nervosity.
The aliveness.
The urgency.
I can't take anymore.
I can't get enough.
I don't want it to end.
Yet I know it must.
That's how I feel about this summer after the longest, snowiest winter I've ever experienced.
It's a struggle to not get caught up in the sorrow of its passing.
All the while my sense of gratitude and joy seem infinite.
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