It's been a sad life, little sweetheart, but your presence and our tragically brief years together still burn like the sun.
You
saved me in life and you guide me through the rest. I know that I will
find you again - tears streaming down my face when I get to the Other
Side, run to you and collect you in my arms. It was all a mistake -
except for you. You are the why.
Let
me do my best work until that day. I know it's want you want because
you literally send it to me in dreams! I'm sure the other angels must
get a little jealous, having transcended this dumbass planet.
Angel 435: "Hey! You can't do that".
Summer:
"No, it's alright - I cleared it with St Peter. And Michael will be
here soon, anyway. We have a show next week (heaven hours are
unknowable, might be in 20 years)! Ask St Christopher!"
Love you forever.
