Jung and The Flower

Angel

That one angel,
that only angel,
the one whom truly cared
about this fragile soul.

She was the angel
came straight from above.
sent by the creator
as my guardian.

She was one
of the truly kindness
in this world
full of cruelty.

Fed me
whenever I was starving.

Hugged me
when everyone kicked me.

Cured me
while I was sick.

Loved me
everytime this world hated me.

The only one
who let me put my head
on her shoulder
when I needed one.

I loved her
more than anything.
I loved her
until the day I die.

I wished
everything would
stay like this
for good.

But I knew it wouldn't.
because if it did,
she wouldn't have
to leave.

Age,
was the thing
that persuaded her
to leave me.

Even though
she had already left,
I still love her.

Thankyou,
and
goodbye,
angel.

ーthe rain, 17:37 p.m.
the left behind.