The screen doesn't lie.
The truth doesn't hide.
I've lost her.
She traded in her youth for angel wings.
Why? My angel dear, why?
Did you wish to touch the stars?
Or were you really in pain?
Did you not want it to happen?
Did you want to rewind and erase?
Erase the thought and action.
Did you want comfort and you chose it to be in the arms of the angels?