Angel On The Ground

There's no spark of recognition in her eyes when we pass. It's as if we'd never met before.

There was a time, before we became lovers, when she never touched the ground. She was just a white spot against a dark blue sky, soaring like a cloud far out of reach.

I was never good enough for her, too insecure despite all the reassurances that I was the only one for her. These are the things you say to each other when you're in love. It doesn't matter that one day will prove them lies.

Now I'm the one flying.