Tuesday, December 3, 2019

the pink balloon

sometimes you wake up

and you have someone on your mind.
it sticks with you
the whole day.

the half dream, half awake
pondering of someone from your past.

you think about giving them a call
later in the day,

but don't.
you let it go. like a pink balloon
at the end

of a child's hand.
it wasn't meant to last.

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