Flying Bird

I was once a free bird seeing the whole world

it's hidden corners and features, finding it's little

treasures it had to offer.

I meant to do this for a while not exactly forever

but for a while, learning about everything my mind

can handle, why the leaves are so green, or why people

don't take the time to watch the sunset.

One day it was raining and like any other day i just sat

and watched drips of rain falling hitting the ground almost

like beats of a drum. It made me want to dance to just let

the rain fall on me and dance with it.

So i did. i fell in love with it.

when i opened my eyes i saw you

we didn't have to say anything , we just knew.

I wasn't a free bird anymore, but instead a bird loved

by another and living a different life. I was happy yes.

But a part of me misses the world and its hidden treasures.

I miss dancing with the rain.

I was once a free bird.