Fly Back to Me

Being left behind
Is something I have gotten used to
Never had you been so kind,
As to catch me while I flew.

So carefully did you fold my wings
And cater to my needs.
I knew then this wasn't a fling,
Rather a romance full of gallant deeds.

It's flown by so fast
Yet it was bound to end
I thought I had found you at long last
Then the air flattened, and I am on my own to fend.

Alone and lost, do I now fly
Once a songbird, I cry into the night
To you a long, bitter goodbye
Fly back to me so we can soon reunite.