לפני שנתיים. 21 באוקטובר 2021 בשעה 12:01
It was stormy night
I let my bike carry me on to him. Just as my wings used to.
I heard other angles calling my name, begin me to come back, but I couldn't.
I had to be there, with him.
It was a stormy night
I should have been safe back in heaven now but I knew that he is waiting for me. Wishing for me. Humble as I want him to be.