I hardly imagine anything a few feet away from something blue
it really bugs me too, all this loving, crushing
endless thoughts of you.
Imagine, being stuck here
and how dearly that would hurt
for years, but I would hope not.
I'd hope to overcome my fears by then.
So another balloon flew away?
is it that my balloon got away that bugs me?
or that I wasn't holding on tight enough to begin with?
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