He sits outside, crying all night. Hoping and praying that it'll be alright.
His mind racing with memories from the past. Then he says to himself. "Why couldn't it last?"
And as the moon came out, he kept holding his shouts, knowing that no one would hear. With that being his biggest fear.
So a gun to his chest, played over again the things people have said. But he didn't know his only friend, had gone there to help with his pain.... She was only a second too late.
As the days went by, his past was mesmerized, he never thought of the good he's done. He'd helped others "different" just like himself.
Every day, shed visit his resting place. She knew that day wasn't too far away.
On the tombstone it read "My Angel Of The Night" that was her name for the guy she knew and loved.
She kneels down, her tears ending up on the ground. Her words so close, she would have only broke.
So instead she left a heart braking note. Along with a beautiful white rose.......
