Hope? Poem by Zexion Organization XIII

I was falling
but you caught me
and we were soaring
then suddenly I slipped
and expected to lose you
but you held on tight
and refused to let go
I looked up at your smiling face
and felt the warmth in your sweet embrace.
This feeling I felt so new
my heart no longer felt sore
You also had a task
to wear a mask
and you could see
the real me
so now we are free
we're in this together
hoping now and forever
for now we share the tasks
of wearing the masks.