Letters that Castiel will never read…
For the Angel,
The stars are barely coming out when you start walking; the moon peeks out behind a cloud shyly. I wait a bit and then follow like a faithful dog. Sometimes in the middle of this walks, I consider revealing myself, letting you know that am there trying to take care of you. But I know how that will go, even now as human you are still as unattainable as you were when an Angel. I see your struggles and I wish I could end them, put a roof over your head good enough so you will called home, I know my dream s are doomed a fish can be in love with a bird but were they live.
You stop and distracted I do not, I find you staring and for a second I though you have seen me, impossible I am not there in a physical way, but all the same I caught the deep of the blue of your eyes staring trying to catch a sound on the end of the street. I find myself holding my breath.
"Have you lost your way" and I want to say. "Would you like me to help you?" I know how that one would go you will probably try to stab me and then sent your hunter friends after me. We started everything wrong my dear, and I wish I could go back and fix things, I wish you will believe that I am only offering my help without an agenda. I wish you could love the way you love them. I wish I could probe you that I am worthy.
You turn around and keep on walking, is been almost half an hour and I know my time is running short, you will turn and head for the bunker any second now, and I will have to content myself until tomorrow. it has become routine of mine following you I believe it helps maybe one day we can walk together not just me with you. I hear him waiting for you at the door, calling you Angel and moron for not wearing sweater and it only makes me want to kill him even more. What is it that you see on him, how can improve so you will see me. I watch you disappear inside and I stay there a bit longer as if you will come back outside…
Author Note: Thanks you, your input is very much appreciated