I held on for so long,
believing by sheer will and faith that it could work.
I grew tired,
the task grew harder.
So, the day came that my grip loosened,
In a great rush, like a plane losing cabin pressure,
all that I held onto was swept away and I was wrenched upwards.
The distance between us became so great I could no longer see you.
The rushing has subsided and I am floating in the sky,
the sad ashes of my heart scattered to the wind.
My soul released now weightless,
watches the clouds dance.