Spending time alone keeping the moments on your own… …were once a notion you thought was for sure. only felling free with a sweet free will. Never having to make comparisons.
I left terra firma with no flight plan, never thinking who to meet never caring they may have someone to lovingly greet on their return.
What you knew was: "I am happy being Me, not being with you, dating, making merry, free."
For years, I have grown, matured. So has my age, my hair, my faith and my goals. I still didn't mind, still didn't care. I wasn't scared, nor was I afraid as I flew in hope towards you.
But faith was fair: I found its shade though I did fear Your feelings fade. Yet you were there and made your way. You lit the flares, along the runway.
I was just honestly unaware and didn't fear a crash at all. But like leaves that fall, never knowing where to go, which way to settle on,
Its best that nobody knows. What matters is: You were there where I landed.