Balloons.

You hold my hand,
and take my breath away.
Without you
I fall to the ground in pain.

It's hard to overcome
our differences in life.
But you always promise
to float in the night sky.

Our many characters
get drawn on
and dreams get popped
because we are wrong.

To fly away and feel
the wind in my hair
makes me wonder
if you'll float away farther.

But how can you
handle me?
All that air in my head
held together by a string.

And every night
together we float away
but you always plant my feet on the ground
in the beginning of the next day