Disclaimer: I don't own SPN
A/N: I sort of came up with this yesterday and thought of posting it... It's a destiel poem... R&R :)
"Who are you?" I asked you after I cried.
"An Angel." You said, but I believed you lied.
Not for a moment did I think you were telling the truth.
Until you stretched out your wings and let me take a look at you.
But why would an Angel rescue me?
Why would a creature such as this rebel?
What did I give this world but misery?
"Why did you raise me up from Hell?"
You said you were following commands.
That you cared not for just one man.
Bur were you right I would be damned.
"So why did you fall from Heaven's plan?"
"What's the matter?" You asked, in moonlight bathed.
You gazed right in my soul. "You don't think you deserve to be saved?"
I thought my life could no more blacken.
But you taught me that, sometimes, good things do happen.
You kept your distance, which I found wayward.
"Are you allergic to straight answers?!"
But then I understood I had it backward.
"So why do you make no more advances?"
But that was then and now it's different.
The road we've come is long.
Each of us does not feel desperate.
"So all we have to do is carry on."
It matters not that you were once a stranger.
Now you are family. Now you are my Angel.
