I am a balloon
Tied up to your hand
Not willing to let go just yet
In fear of loneliness, this I'll admit.
I do not miss your kisses,
I do not miss your smile,
I miss not being alone, that's all.
I see how bad we were together
Both knowing it was not going to last...
But me, still fighting, still having hope
And you, knowing from the very beginning,
That I'll fall in love, and that you never will,
You chose to play a little longer.
I am healing, but I love.
I will always care and love
And pray you'll never hurt like me.
Even when you hold the next one
In your arms
I will be the one
To hope that both of you will last.