Balloons

No more waiting.
For someone who couldn't realise
the worth of gold.
Such is your shallow mind,
that you cannot see the beauty
in these brown eyes.

Shellshock!
Time teaches every lesson,
but yours will be too late,
and by then I will be so far
that when you try to touch me with your fingertips
you will feel nothing but the emptiness of the air.

Your eyes will see nothing but a million red balloons flying away,
to a place where they feel at home.