My Angel Poem by Kyrsten Gaddis

I can see the Darkness
Just the slightest little speck
He awaits my arrival
Waits for me to come.
I cannot stop myself
I must go.
But standing before me
Is not my living foe
It's my love.
It is him that I see.
I sprint to him
My Angel from below.
I cannot wait much longer.
I rush into his arms.
He will embrace me
Will he finally love me?
He fades away
Why must he go?
I need to see him
My Angel from below