Blue skies,
Cold night,
I can’t seem to stop and wonder how heaven feels for you tonight.
“Maybe I’ll break down and cry,”
“Maybe tomorrow I’ll be alright.”
So I say, as I slowly inhale painfully,
Suffocated by the pain of not having you next to me.
But the thought of your beautiful smile, brown eyes,
and how you used to say” I love you” made everything make sense.
Keeps it all together, so I smiled and prayed that the
Heavens are treating you as the angel you are.