So stupidly we slide down the down the slope of unrequited love only to stop after tumbling and rolling helplessly into a ditch of despair and abandonment. Once we get up and dust ourselves off we realize that the bruises and cuts signify the lashes of eye cuts and teeth sucking the other person delivered at the thought of you. The healing balm that eventually converts the scars to wounds is time, space, and memories of good times. Worse than a banana peel, wet spot on the floor, or random trip up, because the fall isn't quick and embarrassing. The slippery slope is prolonged, momentous, and unstoppable! Like enjoying a scary ride for the first few turns and dreading it by the end, the experience of falling in love can be terrifying and impressionable. "I will never ride that ride again" you say. But with time and growth you will venture out again and take the risk. Hopefully, you won't tumble down the slope in a free fall but you will have the proper equipment and gear on to navigate the terrain. The slope will still be slippery and slide you will, in fact you must but this time you remain standing only to end on your feet at the bottom and able to look up at from whence you came.
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