Love is like a balloon filled with helium;
the more you give, the higher it soars,
but the moment you let go,
it drifts away and disappears into the sky.
Love is a complex emotion, a thing of wonder and delight,
A flame that ignites our hearts, and fills us with its light.
It is a force that drives us, that makes us feel alive,
A journey that we take, where the destination is always love.
And like a balloon filled with helium, love is buoyant, free and light,
It can soar above the clouds, and reach the highest height.
But, as with all things that fly, there comes a time to land,
To return to the earth, and feel the solid ground beneath our feet.
For love can be fickle, a thing that ebbs and flows,
A journey that we take, where we never really know.
We hold on tight, hoping it will never end,
But the reality is, love can be a fleeting friend.
So we must cherish every moment, every memory we make,
Hold them tight, like a balloon, that we never want to break.
And though we know that love can never truly last,
The journey we take, will remain, a treasure from our past.
Love is like a balloon filled with helium,
A thing of beauty, that we can only hope to see again.
So let us hold on tight, to the moments that we share,
And hope that love will lift us high, and take us anywhere.
"Love is like a balloon filled with helium; the more you give, the higher it soars, but the moment you let go, it drifts away and disappears into the sky."