I'm holding onto the end of a balloon string, and I just can't seem to let go...

I don't want this dream to fade away.

So, I tie the balloon string around my wrist and never let it get away, for if it does, I will never see it again, and right now, I'm just not ready to let go.

I miss the days and the moments when we didn't know what the hell we were doing and we loved every minute of it.
The days when we were lost in our own worlds and every problem that crossed our mind the night before just drifted away.

I miss you, but I'm trying not to care anymore, because I know you don't, not as much as me at least.