you let go of me like a string of a balloon.
thats now floating in the air, into the sky. being sheltered with the wind, going God knows where.
i, still had that balloon strapped around my wrist.
tight, digging into my skin with its string coating my wrist like rope.
you play with it, swing it around. hopping up and down as it passes your feet with ease and you chuckle.
i, have that rope wrapped around my throat like a necklace.
tight, constricting my lungs as i run out of air.
