Your hand was so hard to let go of.
But it's done and over with.
Just because I can't feel your hand right now doesn't mean I can't remember what it's like.
It doesn't mean that this heart of my doesn't, either.
Your head is in the clouds, and I thought mine would fit there too.
But just at that moment I lost track of myself.
And you wouldn't have for it.
You let me go.
You cut the line.
My heart monitor seemed to go up and down for awhile, and don't get me wrong, it still does.
I don't want to be just another.
I have always pictured myself as the one.
I am not.
And these feelings of the clouds need to turn back into the ground,
because that's the only thing that is really solid to put my feet on.
Chin up, you can do it.
I'll show you what you're missing.
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