let me be selfish for one last time.

i know a kite that wants to fly.
i know a golden yellow bird that longs to be free.
i know the sun- with it's warm passionate rays that arent supposed to be contained,
it will burn anyone who tries to contain that magnificence.
selfish, how is it that people want to own something so badly they do everything and anything to trap it, hold it so tight and suffocate it,
i know my mistake now, that you were never ready.
i now realize that i am not ready too.
i really hope one day we will cross paths again. then perhaps i will be able to match up to your brilliance.
i might be able to love you unbridled, not expecting anything from you.
i am not ready, we both arent

i did it.
i will let you go now.