I thought about you yesterday, I guess I always do, and as I thought about you, I wondered if you were thinking of me too. And then I thought of all the times, that I seem to feel you near, and wondered if it's as you speak my name, with words I cannot hear. So now I wonder if our angels look down from up above, and tell the other angels, "There's the person that I love." I wonder if when they speak of us, the stars seem to shine so bright, as they talk of all our memories, we dream of them at night. I wonder if as the sun meets the rain, and forms the prettiest rainbow, it's as our angels speak of leaving us and how they didn't want to go. I wonder if as it thunders, with the heaviest of rain, it's when our angels talk of the day we will be reunited once again. I wonder if when the nights so dark and we're captivated by the moon, it's our angels shining their light on us, saying "I left them far too soon."