second

angel

The purified feathers from his wings delicately brushed against the liquid staining her cheeks, his hands insulated her shaking ones as he removed her from the hell she indulged herself into. Her legs dripped with flames riding up her nimble body, yet her eyes closed in on the light that pulsed from him.

His touch was Pure.

Innocent.

Freeing.

As one surrounded by demons since the beginning of her destined lifespan, the holiness was rather intimidating because why would the good associate with the disdained?

Soft murmurs escaped in truths from his lips while her resolute anger diminished with every breath. He disregarded her fury as if he were blind to her impurities, blind to her malice, blind to her faults.

Ascending through his guidance, she viewed the world from a higher place, not molten lava threatening to swallow the freedom of her mind and the qualities she once was able to offer. He comforted her skepticism with assurance, he coated her blood with a conjunction of vowels that she never believed would be said to her. Because in her world, only she would prioritize herself.

His grace set her onto the clouds, reminding her that one isn't the only number in the universe but that she has the ability to rise with or without him.

However, he wasn't a deity, and his wounds would soon unravel with her as a witness.

The white from his wings would stain with ashes from hell while he would turn to her to carry them both, and she found herself switching roles with him.

She sacrificed as he did for her, but perhaps even more so since selfish was eliminated from her vocabulary when it came to him. It was all about his growth, his steadiness, his patience, his happiness, and she never involved herself in those proclamations.

This was never a burden considering that he was her guardian angel.

It was only fair to be his as well.

What she failed to understand is that guardian angels were temporary and only present when needed the most.

Her guardian angel slowly drifted from her grip as she did to him, and she'd be sinning if she were to claim that it didn't kill her spirits.

But guardian angels were meant to teach, not to permanently or romantically love, and all she could do is glance at the heavens wishing that he find peace as well.