Like a pile of dry clothes hanging on the balcony.
Forgotten until needed.
I have a back pain from all the words unsaid I must carry every day.
The wind is whispering to me you have found someone else.
I had an argument with my heart early this morning, but none of us could slam the door.
We share the same one.
I haven’t told you everything about how I feel.
But you could feel everything I haven’t told.
You are my everything.
I am letting you go like a balloon, so you can carry our story to the sky.
You were my significant other.
And I was your other significant.
Today’s rain has saved my tears from loneliness.
I am not sure if I keep falling or if it’s the fall that is still keeping me.