falling or flying

We’ve both been falling for a long time now,
Dreaming of the day that we will fly.
In our own ways,
We’ve been shoved from the firm grasp of earth.
The planes fly by us as we grow closer to the ground.
We look into each other’s eyes,
Looking for some way to stop the pain…
You reach for me,
But I’m scared to get to close.
Scared I might just hit the ground faster.