Moments filled with joy,
Float away like pink balloons,
Never to be seen again.
I miss those pink balloons,
The type of pink that looks terrible on curtains,
but looks good on you.
I mourn the lack of pink,
I try to find a new colour,
My new favourite colour.
It might take a while till I find it,
but I'll always remember those pink balloons.
Aug 8, 2025
Aug 8, 2025 at 4:57 PM UTC
Moments filled with joy,
Float away like pink balloons,
Never to be seen again.
I miss those pink balloons,
The type of pink that looks terrible on curtains,
but looks good on you.
I mourn the lack of pink,
I try to find a new colour,
My new favourite colour.
It might take a while till I find it,
but I'll always remember those pink balloons.