“You’ve changed”, she said sadly.
“I know”, he whispered softly.
“Please don’t leave me”, she implored.
“I have to, I’m sorry, I can’t do this anymore”.
Stepping out of the rollercoaster queue with a heavy heart and a churning stomach, he left his girlfriend to take her fifth ride of the day alone.
Written for Saturday’s stream of consciousness challenge. The word given was change.
fabricating fiction 
Not where I thought you were going!
Ha! I love it 😀 Thanks for joining in SoCS again this week! 🙂