A poem for a good, good friend. Happy birthday, Chynna! :D

I let go of your hand
But not of you--
--you know that
Or you don't, I wouldn't know
For you never say anything.

  "I need to find myself"

I felt my feet rising
My body lighter than it has ever been
"I'm fading away"
I keep saying
I'm fading away. . . .fading. . . .away. . . .

Next thing I knew
I was afloat
My fingers touching falling leaves
Your face getting close to a dot
as I flew higher and higher.

                  There!"
  Down!
  Me!
  Hear!
  You!
"Can! 

       Nothing.

I thought for a second
Maybe this was better
Up above the ground--away from you
Away from the friend
Who perplexes me the most.

But the sky turning
From teal to a bright shade of yellow 
And birds soaring with a song,
I realized, can be dull
When not shared by two pairs of eyes

  Maybe I am not so perplexed anymore.
  
I maintained my altitude now
Spreading my arms
As I lay my back
on an amethyst-colored
cloud.