You told me I could never have the sky

It was not mine to take
Only there to be gazed upon but forever out of reach

Looking back and up right now i stretch out my hand
To touch the stars you gave to me
And love these ones instead

You clipped my wings and when I mourn somehow
It will forever be for you.
You have never known pure fascination
And for that I pity you

Better to have loved and lost
Than never flown at all.