Relations, other things as such.
It's like trying to hold water with your hands,
So carefully, so as to not allow even a single drop drip away.
Little did you realise that, the more you try to clutch it,
The faster it escapes, through the tiniest gap possible.
You may wonder, why does the water not stay, despite your efforts.
Only if you could realise, it's not the water, it's you that's holding on to the wrong things.
May be that's why you feel so light,
Once you let go off the things, you can't hold onto.