25 August 2012
I swore I'd never let you go, As you look down on me below. Watching you go, a small point of red, So many things have remained unsaid.
As you float away, air-headed, care-free, Do you even stop to think about me? Left all alone, like a washed-out old sock. There's nothing in here to pull me back up.
My heart yearns for you as you slowly disappear, But one single thought remains crystal clear: Though you've left me in the middle of an emotional typhoon, I'll never forget you, my dear red balloon.
©ren360
Red Balloon • Opuss № I