Dear Gravity,

I do wish that you would stop holding me down.
I want to fly to visit Peter Pan.  I love him, and he does so need a mother.
Please let me go, just for now.  I promise to never ask anything of you again.
This means everything to me.
You may be part of the fundamentals of physics but you still have a heart, don't you?

Thanks in advance,
Yours hopefully,
Rachel