There was a time,
long before you,
when I could fly
higher than you'd believe
possible.

There were moments,
long before us,
when there seemed
to be
no ceiling to
the possibility of me.

That there is now,
that now is us,
I do not regret -
having flown so high
and free
this,
now,
is where I'm happiest to be.

I long for a time
when you accept
I'm here to stay -
my flying days are over.