Whiplash Poem by Desiree Whitamore

perhaps i spoke too soon
preaching your perfection
this ride you've got me on
is teaching me a lesson
you've got me going up
then you've got me falling down
you've taken my whole heart
you keep throwing it around.
now i'm geting whiplash
following your path
first i'm looking forward
then i'm looking back.
i'm becoming dizzy
moving in this swirl
wanting to give you space
yet expecting to be your world.
but i don't love you less.
no. i love you even more
but seriously i'm new to this
never felt this before.
if i could slow you down
i'd take you by the hand.
i swear to you i'm trying.
i can't always understand.
i'd want to hear your thought
i know they're zooming by
but can you please sit down now?
sit down! look in my eyes.
i hear what you say
i hear you love me
so why am i doubting this?
whys it so hard to believe?