I sit here on my cloud happy thinking about you but then your taken away from me and I cry. The tears that fall are clear like they should be for an angel. But soon they become red tears and my cloud becomes black and all I want is to die again. Oh yes people who have died and become angels can die again but they don't come back. They go to hell if they kill themselves. I'll go to hell if I kill myself but the pain I feel knowing that you are not here but there on earth hurts more then when I died.Soon my bloody tears stain my dress making it go from pure white to dark blood red and I keep crying missing you knowing that I'll have to watch you from heaven never to hear your laugh to see your smile or to see the love for me in your eyes. Someone else will get to see you laugh smile and see love for them in your eyes.So I get off my black cloud crying bloody tears and take the step off falling to my death again loving you.
