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Chapter Three

"Angel"

*Every now and then We find a special friend Who never lets us down Who understands it all Reaches out each time you fall You're the best friend that I've found

*I know you can't stay A part of you will never ever go away Your heart will stay

"Peter!? Was your wife in there?" "Cat asked."

Peter sighed, hung his head low, crying, "Yes," He said.

She placed her hand on his shoulder, "I'm sorry for your loss," she said comfortly.

* I'll make a wish for you And hope it will come true That life would just be kind To such a gentle mind If you lose your way Think back on yesterday Remember me this way Remember me this way

-One-Week Later-

Peter sat in his apartment not even going to his own wife's funral, blaming himself for her death. ::Knock, Knock::

"Hello? Peter you there?" She begged softly.

Peter went over to the door to answer, but couldn't. He just sat on the floor against the door listening to Aunt May asking for him. "Go Away," Peter replied looking at a picture of MJ.

"Peter, listen to me don't do this to yourself, it's not your fault," Aunt May replied.

'Only if she knew, that I was their. And there was nothing I could do.'

*I don't need eyes to see The love you bring to me No matter where I go And I know that you'll be there Forever more a part of me, you're everywhere I'll always care

Peter sat by the door for hours, contemplating his thoughts. Wondering what if he did something different, or said something different, wishing for a second chance. He even sat contemplating his own existence.

'Why do I let anyone get close? They just end up getting hurt.'

*And I'll be right behind your shoulder watching you I'll be standing by your side and all you do And I won't ever leave As long as you believe You just believe

He got up from sitting on the floor and went into the kitchen to get a drink of water, as he stood there hanging over the sink he eyes a knife in the sink.

'Why not?' Peter thinks to himself.

*I'll make a wish for you And hope it will come true That life would just be kind To such a gentle mind If you lose your way Think back on yesterday Remember me this way Remember me this way