I sit on a cloud crying. I am in Heaven, with people I never knew, and crying. My wings lay un-moving and dormant. I keep on crying. I know you never cry in Heaven, but I do. I keep crying, for I have no one. I died too early. I didn't die of disease or of a freak accident. I died, because I lost the will to live. I was living for nothing. My friends abandoned me a long time ago. My family never cared about me. So, I just died. A dove flies next to me and sits by my side. I stop and look at it. It tells me that I must stop crying. I tell it 'Why?' It looks out into the sky and shows me an image. I wipe my tears and look at what it shows me. It is a graveyard. There is a grave. My grave. A tear begins to form. Then a boy walks up. He is my age. He holds a single red rose. He kneels and places the flower on my grave and cries. Someone did care. The image faded, and the dove turned to me and tells me that I can go back to him. I wipe my eyes and nod. I get up and so does the bird. Once I am standing, I feel an invisible force push me off of the clouds. I begin to fall from Heaven.
Falling Angel
I begin to fall from Heaven. My wings fade as I descend. I see the earth come into view. It looks so peaceful. Then I keep falling and falling. My past swirls around me. The images forms a lump in my thoart. Those were the sad memories that made me cry in the holy-est of places. They disappear into the air. A graveyard comes into view. I see my grave. I stop falling and landed gracefully on my feet before my grave.
Fallen Angel
I am standing on Earth, and before my grave. Tears form, but I hold them back and look around for him. I spot him and run towards him. I yell his name, which I never knew I knew. He turns, and I kiss him on the lips. We break apart, and he cries. As do I. He asked me how I am back. But first I asked him how he knew me. He said he saw me in his dreams. Then I remember how I knew his name. He was the boy I saw in my dreams. We embraced each other in a hug, and a dove flew by. We broke apart, and a feeling came over me. I was warmth.
Flying Angel
Then in a white glow, my wings reappeared. But not only me, but he as well. I then say 'I am back only for you!' He looks down then up. A smile as warm as the sun appears on his sweet face. I smile too. We embraced, and lifted off the ground. Then to Heaven we flew. Hand to Hand. Together, Forever, Never Ending Love.
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Angels need love too, even when all hope seems lost.
