Balloons

I now know why children love balloons.                                                              Pg. 12

They want something to hold onto.

 Something to make them feel safe.

 But it will die and so will your love for that balloon.

 Sometimes you have to let it go. Sometimes you do it by accident. 

Sometimes it pops. It comes out of nowhere and it is just gone.

 Gone like the fire inside. 

Gone like the excitement when you got it.

 I have had a balloon before. I loved it for I thought it loved me.

 I should have known it didn't feel the same way

. It would always try, try to fly away to another girl. 

I always anchored it down.

 I locked it in. to never leave. It died inside. 

I should have let it go. It hurts to watch it die.

 Perhaps I should get a new one just to fix my wound.

 What if I have to watch it die again? 

Now whenever I get a balloon I let go before it has the chance to die.

 It is always the same.

 I always enjoy the balloon at first. 

Then I remember and let it go. 

I hope it can make someone else happy.

 Like it made me happy.

 I'm still waiting for that one day when I can't let go of the balloon.