Hollow Balloon

He moved so smoothly through me
So deftly he stole my pride
So swiftly my heart
He always seemed in shadow
Hidden
Hollow
We stared out his window
Sultry summer
Sweet heavy air
We spoke of poets and moons
Never doubting
Never counting
He held the moment like a balloon on a string
He held me like I was new
But the balloon and I were let go easily
We knew our little story
We didn’t need any others
But there’s always an end
He can’t pretend
We can’t go back
That little room above the shop is locked.