Ready To Fly
I watched you playing guitar that fine day.
There was something that pulled me towards you.
It was just a normal day, nothing special, nothing new.
I was gazing out of the window and I had this view.
A cute guy with a guitar.
I could feel the music even though I watched it from afar.
That honey like sweet voice brought a smile to my face.
I wondered why it made my heart race.
I started noticing you.
But you never noticed me.
I knew there was no chance of becoming a WE.
Then came a day when we finally had a conversation.
It made my heart flutter and brought life to motion.
That was the start of a new friendship.
I even dreamed of sailing this ship.
You were caring, you were sweet.
The most genuine person I thought I could ever meet.
But there was a change in you so sudden.
As if, for you I was a burden.
You were sweet one time, and then cold.
I couldn't ask you why as I wasn't bold.
Finally I had the courage to confront.
The words you used were like affront.
I was insulted, I was crushed.
You played with my feelings and my heart was crushed.
But I didn't broke.
I didn't choke.
It was a lesson for me.
A blessing for me.
I am still standing with my head held high.
Spreading my wings, ready to fly.