9.8.13

A Farris Wheel but each cage spins in a circle. You made sure that it was you who went with me. When we were alone  and we were no longer at ground height, I heard you say in my ear "Can they see us?"  I looked down at the ground around me. Darkness had already made its presence and I could only see the people below only by the glow of the rides. "No". Kissing. We couldn't see except faint outlines of our bodies. Your hand in my hair. The ride started and we were upside down, spinning around in circles. Your mouth was hovering above mine, gently pressing on it from time to time. I could feel your breath. We were laughing and the world was right. Happiness shone in our eyes, a contrast to the lightless surroundings. Your hand grabbed mine and our fingers entwined effortlessly. Made for the each others. I remember thinking subconsciously how odd it was. How odd the ride can be going on, us turning in circles in a circle, but with you there, everything felt to be going in slow motion. I could sense that we were flipping and twirling, but all I could focus on you. The cage we were in spiraled quickly and we were forced back to reality. I let out a squeal, and you laughed at me and said, "I heard you scream!" Obviously pleased. You were excited over something so simple. The ride calmed down and I found our hands still enlaced. Smiling, you put your lips back on mine until the ride came to an end. We were one of the last compartments to go off. When the workers were unloading the others, we sat at the very top of the wheel and kissed. "Hey guys," The people in the cage across from ours could see us. A dad and his son. We just laughed and looked at each other, not caring that they saw us, having a good time. I realized that we were the kids that you see in the movies. Teenagers who live to be young. We don't care who sees us. We don't care what they think. We are the teenagers who spend their time making memories. The ones adults need to keep an eye out for. We are the ones who do the things that we want. "One last one." Then the ride was over. We got off and to our friends, nothing happened.

It's sad, really. I have to hide my feeling to you from the world. It's like having a flower I cannot give to you. Wasting perfect beauty.

You light a fire in me that cannot burn.

Love, savannah