balloon

and know, i just can imagine you like a balloon.

i choose you, and with a big smile i holding you...hold very strong.

and i'm so happy can choose and hold you in my arm. in my heart, i hope you feel the same feeling with what i feel at that moment. *i miss it*

your love is like a gas in that balloon. the gas is full when i choose you, but slowly the gas is gone *steam..evaporate*

when i hold you in my arm, the wind is blowing and make you dancing. the wind blowing to increase, you dancing out of controll *your thread make my arm bleeding*

you wound me until i can't feel that again *painless*

and i know,

maybe its time to let you go, fly so high and find someone else to hold you stronger than me.