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I love trampolines.

I love feeling my strong legs push into the balls of my feet push against the resistance of the springs just before they shoot me into the air.

I love the short time where I am flying higher and higher.

Can I tell you something?

I know it’s crazy but it’s nothing like how it is inside my mind.

Can I tell you a secret?

I’ve been falling for a while,

And I’m starting to give up on pretending,

I don’t not like you.

They don't think I notice

They don't think I notice how stingy we're becoming:

They don't think I notice the reluctance to use the propane heat.

They don't think I notice how cold it is when I crawl out of bed every morning.