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.