The people that are around me, the few that I let into my life and open the doors to my soul for, they are the ones that when I become a flighty silly air filled balloon, pull me back down to solid ground. Sure, sometimes they deflate me and that's okay because there are those times they see my need to float and they let me.....holding firmly to my string to pull me back down again.
They are my own personal form of gravity, rooting me in place....reminding me of what's truly important in life. I lost that once, and I never want to again.
Awe baby! :)
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