Sometimes I feel like I have fallen through. 
I’m on a cloud, and in the day, my are in the dream. 
I think about you, and it’s feels just like if you were there, though you’ve flown away. 
Not dead, 
But I do dearly miss you. 
Those days were a blink away, missing. 
I remembered you wished me “Good Luck,” and I wish the same for you too. 
It was never you; it was me, 
I’m something different, and you never know what you're gonna get. 
I could never give up me. 
There’s no bet, however, the chances of me trying to impress are zero, 
Because I don’t want to. 
I could never betray myself like that. 
I could picture you happy any day, and it’s not with me. That doesn’t make me sad. I could have never been any happier. You're living the life. You're on your own without being alone. Don’t worry about me. I'll be fine on my own, but if you need me, I'll be around. 
I’m still where I've been, and until I leap, I’m here. 
The moral of me is going to get back. You were as good as you’ve could have been to me, and I applauded you for that.  
Maybe another day, 
After all, it is a small world.