Nerves

"Nerves"

I was drained.
I had designed an icy track at 90 miles an hour.
A part of me wanted to continue on, but I knew I couldn't take it.
We would just trail off,
contemplating the smile across his face...
That was in April.
June decided that competition was mostly love without the race.

They must think there is something to it.
Jumping, or bounding leg movements...
I'm faster than I've ever been,
and my strength comes from him finding a way to bring light to whatever situation he faces.

Its a thrill,
to be able to control your own nerves.
It's just incredible.