Angel in Flight...

My everdearest,

Have you ever loved someone that made you doubt how you love yourself? It's been said that you may have never been in love until you see the reflection of the stars on a puddle of sparkling water. Not until you've noticed that you've been staring at the ceiling for hours already.

Not until I seem to pause for a couple of minutes before continuing this letter.

To much have been lost. My thoughts plunge into an endless river of memories. I searched the deepest recesses of my mind and try to alleviate my thinking that you might still be there. But lo, only the idea of you remains. An idea that I will be thinking of for a long, long time. A memory that I will forever cherish.

Maybe this is really what's supposed to happen. That you remain as that. I'm beginning to see it more clearly now. My thanks to an angel like you for further clearing my mind.

But the fact still remains. That I'll always be here. That you will always be there. I'm your devil, you're my angel. May it be marked on my tombstone. Written in the blood of the purists. Take care of your wings as you fly. Someday, we might fly together. In an endless stream. Of dreams.

The one who's always here