Even angels fall, I know that. How would I have otherwise met you? I remember when I first saw you. Your angelic features revealed you weren't human, but a divine figure that came from above. Flawless skin, eyes that glowed with the beauty they are, raven hair that crowned your perfect face. Oh, and that smile. That smile that could open skies and melt away the coldness of the planet. That simple gesture of your heavenly lips was enough to give me the strength to keep on going.
We've been through a lot together. And in all this time, you've never deceived me. Countless times I've fallen, fallen deep down where I thought I was alone. Though I was wrong, for every single time you were there. You were the one who always picked me up, even if it meant risking your life. Never would you have left me behind, you always came back for me.
I could've never imagined my life without you, my guardian angel. I always took for granted that you'd always be there to pick me up whenever I fell. My dream was to fight next to you in the battles that life prepared for us, side by side, in an unbreakable bond. That perfect dream, however, was snatched away from me as I kneel next to your dying body. I can do nothing but watch and contemplate you one last time. Your skin still looks angelical even when stained with blood, and your eyes still glow with beauty even if life is fading away from them. Even in the midst of darkness you're still the most beautiful angel.
How unfortunate for said angel to have fallen into the hands of a sinner like myself. I wish I could've done what you had for me, and reach out for you and pick you up. I wish it had been me instead of you, to let my beautiful angel live and let me into demise.
Even now in your deathbed your words are true and your heart is pure.
"Live for the both of us."
And so I will step forward to realize your last wish. I will follow your steps, even if I can't ever be an angel like yourself, I'll do my best. I promise. Though I can't promise this ache won't go away. It hurts, it burns inside the empty space you are leaving behind. My heart breaks apart at the sudden coldness that your absence created. I hope that the hurt will be enough to keep my heart from beating, and so I can join you wherever you are going. However my will to realize your wish is stronger and I shall be your living legacy. Still, the agony is just too much. What shall I do without you, my angel? I scream out as if that could make the distressing flow of pain leave my heart. The pain and loneliness is still there, but you are not. I can only stare at you for one last time, feeling how the cold rain washes out the blood staining our faces, and how the little drops join the tears that started to flow down my cheeks. It feels almost surreal, like a bad dream, but I know it's something I won't wake up from.
I steal one last glance of those pure features of yours. You look so peaceful, like if you had fallen into deep sleep. At least I know you are resting in a better place. And with the pain in my heart I can only hope that someday I'll be back with you. Meanwhile I can only do as you want, follow your steps, and perhaps someday earn wings like yours, my angel.