Heaven's p.o.v

You fade in and out of the beautiful scenery.

Bittersweet misery describes your early departure.

I miss your tender loving care.

I miss that stare you used to give me.

Who knew our fairytale story would have such a sad tragic ending?

Who knew I would have to live without you someday?

If I could, I would revive what has been proclaimed dead.

I will hold onto your memory until history says otherwise.