My Wings for a Good bye?

Yesterday I was walking down the street,
Carrying the pain I feel inside.
I saw this girl all alone and pale,
With tears rolling down from her eyes.
It hurt my soul and my heart skipped a beat,
To have seen her pulling her own hair.
There she sat embracing and rocking herself,
With anger saying, “Life is not fair!”
I then walked closer and sat to her side,
To try to see what was wrong.
I know it was not my business to ask her,
But my heart told me to go along.
She would not give me an answer,
Not a single respond.
She just pushed me away.
I suddenly thought about my rough past,
And how I used to feel like a disgrace.
Maybe she felt that severe ache within.
And maybe she silently screamed.
I had hoped she would let me help her,
In someway, Cos I did not want her to leave.
I was going to stand up until, she then
Grabbed my hand and said, “I'm not okay.”
I then told her with words that she did not Understand, “Today is your lucky day”.
I gave her a hug that lasted an hour.
And kept telling her she’s gonna be saved.
She looked at me with her swelled eyes,
And told me for this day she had prayed.
I smiled back at her and gave her my wings,
So she again could be able to fly.
I sacrificed my life for her,
Without even knowing her name…
And all she said to me was “good bye...”