02/17/2026
Every Valentine’s the sky fills with hearts.
Every year after, I’m out on the ocean for weeks pulling the same balloons off the same beaches.
Same heartbreak. For years now.
They don’t vanish into the sky.
They sink, they tangle, they kill.
This year, keep the love on the ground.
Tie them down. Pop them. Gift them.
Just don’t let them go.
Your balloon becomes my problem in the sea.
Please don’t make it mine. 💔🌊