Guardian Angel
I can see you, Heero.
Eyes as blue and icy cold as ever.
Do you miss me?
Your hair is still brown.
Mine is gold.
I'm paler now, Heero.
I have wings.
I can fly.
Heero?
Did you cry for me?
Do you miss me?
I wonder.
Do you ever think of me?
I'm dead, Heero.
I'm your angel.
Your guardian.
It wasn't your fault.
It never will be your fault.
Why?
Because I...
I love you.
I see you listening.
Are you listening to me?
Can you hear me?
Probably not.
I love you, Heero.
You don't love me.
That's why I'm dead.
You finally pulled the trigger.
Thank you.
Thank you for finally killing me.
Finally.
I am free...
And I can fly...