Her

She asked me if i saw her here,
If i knew that she was there,
She asked me,
If i had the time to care.
I told her i would always be by her side,
And always would i care,
For angels are heavens messengers,
and i know that they are their.
She looked into my eyes,
I saw her pain,
we stood there in the pouring rain.
I watched her walk away,
Then collapse to the ground,
There she died,
Without a sound.