Some days I wish we never learned to soar,
Because I taste the air,
Fall through the skies without a care,
I forget about the world below me,
So high, on this feeling,
So far above the clouds,
The world below doesn’t matter.
You don’t matter.
And some days I wish I never met you,
Never knew the heights we would reach,
Or how the clouds felt between our fingers,
But I can only say this now,
Because you left me free falling,
No longer clutching your hands,
Down and down,
Never knowing when the ground will eat me up,
Just knowing how it feels to soar and plummet all in the same breath.