My friends beckoned me,

“We’ll teach you to swim.” 

I shook my head “No,” I thought, 

“I will truly drown.” 

So I lived through my books on the stable, safe ground. 

“Come,” said my family,

“We’ll teach you how to fly.” 

No, I proclaimed,

"I will surely fall"

So I sat with my booked life and politely curse them all 

“Come” He said,

“I will show you what love is” 

No, I cried,

"My heart shall surely break"

But I trusted him anyway 

And that was my Mistake