• He flew not looking back
    but everywhere he goes
    a trace of her scent lingers

    He kept his eyes onto the open
    blue skies
    Thinking of how far they flew
    together
    Only to lose her in the end

    He was angered
    He wanted to go back
    But he knew she won't be there

    The monstrous claws that caught her
    Were more powerful
    Than both of them

    He wished he didn't listen to her
    for the weight of what he's feeling
    He doubts how he can still fly

    He should have fought and died

    What use for him are the skies now

    What use?