He wanted to fly.
Soar through the sky,
Whilst feeling the wind on his face.

But I just wanted home.

He wanted to dream,
He wanted to travel...
Explore the unknown,
Find adventure.

But I just wanted home,
A place that was real...

Not some where unknown.

And before I knew it....
He was gone.

He slipped throgh my fingers,
Disappeared from the future,
And what could have been.

He was gone.
No good bye,
No nothing.

Just...

Gone.