My soul
Is a balloon
That I’ve mistakenly lost control of.
And what hurts the most
Is knowing
You can’t recover a lost balloon.

She was bold,
Like a lion.
But frail,
Like a sidewalk daisy.
And as her confidence over ruled,
She flew away.

I am a magnet.
I try to stay away,
But something about you pulls me closer,
No matter how hard I try to repell.
I don’t want to be in love ,
But the forces have it
And now I am stuck in a state
Where i am neither pulling or pushing away.

My petals,
They fall around my feet.
You forgot to water me.
Again.
But its okay.
Summer days I prosper.
Those are the days I spent with you.
Winter days i lose just a few more.
Those are the days you disappeared.
There have been many winter days.
As I try to escape the cold,
And enter the light,
I seem to forget
That my roots are implanted.
So all I can do is die.

Trying to reminisce our memories
Is like looking for tire tracks on a rainy day.
Useless.
Looking for the reasons I fell in love
Is like looking through fog.
Impossible.
You meant so much,
You mean so much.
I don’t want to let go,
Yet holding on
Is like carrying an anchor
In quick sand.
Its time to say goodbye.