A handful of....ballons.

by Brianna   Sep 5, 2011


I'm walking alone and I see that your near.
I want to panic freak out if I could.
Embarrasing myself around you is my biggest fear.

That night at the fair I was with my best friends.
And there you are with a handful of ballons.
You look in my eyes, I wish this night would end.

You start walking toward me and my heart skips a beat.
That hand full of ballons are still in your hand.
I don't wanna look so I keep looking at my feet.

You say my name with such a vibrant tone.
And you hand me the ballons and tell me how you feel.
And by the time you were done I was as stiff as a stone.

Most people would think roses would've suficed.
But you were different, you weren't like the others.
And now youve been with me my whole entire life.

I don't know what I'd do if we didn't meet me at the fair.
It's hard to think a handful of ballons brought us closer.
I know you'll be here everytime, cause you really care.

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  • 12 years ago

    by BlueJay

    This is awesome. Its unique yet relateable. I am a fan of this piece, because its so simple, while at the same time its so much more than that. Thank you for writing such a piece, it really showed me something I dont think I would have seen without. 5/5 from me

  • 12 years ago

    by curtis kotrch the silent tears of of my heart

    Wow!!! just wow me nd my gf just got done reading this and we both said the same thing wow!! 100/100

  • 12 years ago

    by Brianna

    Thank you. it was definitly....an interesting time for me. and yes this is a true story...an akward on at that. :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Brianna

    Your welcome. same thing happened for me kinda..but different senario.

  • 12 years ago

    by jose ramos

    This one honestly reminds me of this time I got my love 30 red balloons and a rose for Valentine's day... we got into a huge fight n I ran away from her from my house as she stayed there I ran to get thoes balloons I literally forgot why we faught after that... I like your poem because it braught me back to a huge memory I wish wouldn't had left... thank you.

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