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Amusement Park

I paid a million dollars for entrance into this amusement park and I thought “hey this better be worth it”. A million kisses A million hugs A million intense conversations about life and love The first rides were amazing…I had gotten my money’s worth. I never wanted to leave I was trapped and it felt good Happy Thrilled Just like I thought I would. Other amusement parks seemed to be non existent The more I rode the rides in the one that made me feel Free. Only after the first couples of rides I just knew that this was the one for me And no one could ever change my mind. I paid a million dollars for entrance into this amusement park and I thought “hey what was I thinking”. A million arguments A million lies A million times you said goodbye For some reason the rides were’t so fun anymore…. In fact they had gotten a bit scary. Most times I felt like leaving I was trapped and I could’t find a way out The fulfillment that the first few rides had brought me Were still somehow keeping me there I tried some of the other amusement parks but, None could make me as happy as the one I loved so much In the beginning. So I tried to have a little faith A little hope somewhere in my heart A little courage to accept the fact that this park was not perfect Thinking that one of these rides, just one….would somehow re light that spark I paid a million dollars for entrance into this amusement park and I thought “hey this is not for me”. A million apologizes A million make up and break ups A million moments spent thinking to my self “Girl you better shape up… Love isn’t expecting you to fight for it, it wants to fight for you. There will be no confusion when it comes your way. You’ll know when it’s true”. Damn I thought I was on to something! But, I guess that’s the name of the game. And, the way I look at amusement parks Will never be the same.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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