Meteor.

I asked you to play,
but you said no.

Ive fooled myself into thinking
that maybe we could be
more than just two friends
swinging from the trees,
More than just two pieces of paper,
folded into patterns which
resemble floating birds.
We're soaring from
the tallest buildings...
Maybe our flight plans were destined to cross.

I asked you to stay
but you really had to go.

-A