Dear A.

There are times when I can hardly remember your face. There are times when I can hardly remember what it felt like to be in your arms. It felt like paradise in your slim arms, fingers running through my hair. They seemed like I had finally achieved my own heaven, my nirvana, reached that state of mind when everything in the world seemed so perfect.

Yet it was all so fickle, taken away from me so quickly that I hardly had the chance to say goodbye. I did not have the time to grab your hand and try to save you. As if the hand of some almighty being struck you down and took you away from me forever. And it hurt me. It hurt me like no mortal weapon can harm a person for this pain crushed my very soul. I loved you, I loved you so.

So here I am now, I see only blurred light through my tears. I wish to join you, my love, in peaceful harmony. My soul may be damned for taking my life because of you, but I do not fear the fires of hell. Not if I can burn with you at my side...

My fallen angel...