I think love is just like a balloon
we give everything
we pour out our lungs
just to see that balloon grow bigger and bigger
until we're all burned-out
until the balloon couldn't handle itself any more
then it suddenly pops
all torn out into little pieces
and there we are
staring into the blank space
wondering where it all went wrong
but we couldn't find out why
maybe balloons were meant to pop
and maybe hearts were meant to be broken.
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