I look at him my world crumbles. He stares back I fly.
He whispers my name in the breeze.
He is the one that puts me at ease.
He laughs at my jokes.
My world turns around.
But when he noticed I hit the ground.
He ran.
The one I adored.
He didn't look back.
As i soared.
Through the air I now feel cold.
I waited for him.
He left me crumbled and old.
