How It Feels to Soar

Where do balloons go once they've slipped from your grip?
Little Carl Fredricksen wondered as he watched the fiftieth Spirit of Adventure bobble towards the clouds.
Do they soar on forever or simply burst in midair?

What could she ever see in him?
He wondered as he watched her float so gracefully down the aisle towards him.
He was just a schmuck, and she was oh so wonderfully wild
She was everything in life that he wasn't,
But maybe that explained their perfect fit.

Why?
Why did she get so sick so suddenly?
Why was that mesmerizing shimmer of life fading from her eyes?
Why was everything going so horribly wrong when they had been so close to reaching their dream?
Just...why?

How many balloons would it take?
To send his homehovering through midair.
To lend him a means of escape.
To give him that second chance.