Walking to the golden gates.
Looking at the ground nothing,
but clouds.
Looking for a way to see down.
Wondering why I am here.
Then,
I see it.
A window.
I look down seeing at the ground where I use to roam.
An angel walks by,
and said,"I knew I would find you here."
I look at the angel with tear-filled eyes,
and said," I have done a lot of wrong and waited too long."
Tears running down my face.
I look down again,
and see it's raining.
Then the first that came to mind was him.
Thinking,
"Babe, I did you so many wrong. I shattered your heart.
Then, shattered my own. I know I am never getting you back."
The angel looked at me.
Saying,"You created this window, all you did is sit in windows,
when you missed people. That is how you created it. It's called The Window Of Longing."
I looked at the angel with a blank look.
My heart breaking in pieces of not being able to correct everything I did wrong.
Then,
looked out the window again and at the angel.
I finally said,"I am dead and this window is the only place I feel safe."
