I feel myself slipping from reality.
My mind high above the world on a cloud.
I cannot be bothered with meager "earthly" problems.
The rest of the worlds drama holds no interest for me.
I am short, and curt with others-
I cannot be bothered.
Except for you.
Your issues and everyday drama holds allure to me.
You are the string and I am the balloon in the clouds.
You are not my anchor keeping me grounded-
but you are my string-
keeping me from floating away for good.