A feeling of not being there
I didn’t tell you I was scared of heights
because I assumed you knew me
better than I knew myself
How wrong things turned out to be
soon after your star seemed to take off
now falling fast and further
than anyone could have ever fathomed
Clouds at ten thousand feet are much whiter
than they appear from the ground
and I believe you when you tell me
heaven is not any closer
october two thousand eighteen
copyright j matthew waters
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jdubqca 
for oh so many reasons – I love this poem
so glad you do Kathleen ~ thanks for letting me know