loving you was like kite-flying; floating, flying, free-ing. i got used to your guidance; was so happy that you loved me, as well. i leapt over rocks and stones; skipped over puddles and rubble. you, loving me, was a fantasy; turned into my wondrous reality; then, snap! the string got cut. you left me floundering. like a kite without a guide; i was left--lost and disoriented; floating into the dark abyss; searching--seaching for you and your joyful love. where are you now, my love? #love #kite #lost #string #yqbaba
