High Then Low

I can't believe my vacation is already over. A few weeks ago, I was so excited about it. I thought it'll never come. Then it came. It was bliss. Now it's over, I feel lower than a pile of crap under the bedrock.

Kinda like love 'no? You thought it'll never come. It comes. Then it's bliss. It's gone, now you feel lower than a pile of crap in the middle of the earth's core. Kinda makes you afraid. Would you risk to feel that high when you know that you'll gonna feel the lowest when it's over?