Fluttering somewhere around and between
Emotional outbursts and almost serene
This year saw us holding our breaths for too long
Exhaling into black balloons
We keep stringing along
Making love to the shadows that make us feel strong
And secretly wondering
Where we went wrong
This wasn't the year for falling in love
You saw them come closer
Gave them a shove
In the tragically romantic black and white blues
There were still moments of tristesse
and lack lustre hues
But this year was an 'us'
It wasn't just me
It was all of our hearts beating hard anxiously
Falling in hope and hoping to flee
The unnerving pit of naivety
So we exhaled in black balloons but eventually
We tied up the ends and remembered to see
Alone we may whisper so eloquently
But we make mountains of molehills
When we are a 'we'
