The sun set hours ago, but it was still light in all the night. Of the clouds were rolling and still flowing throughout the midnight sky. As she sat down in the middle of the street she wanted to die. All the times she fought with him have all come back to haunt her, and all the times she said something stupid she would beat herself up. All the things he said to her seemed like lies, but she was too blinded at the moment by his big, sad, blue eyes. Oh how she wondered if he had a safe travel and if he had made it home yet. To the place where He owned his soul. I wonder to about her sorrows and how she didn’t cry. Its all because she wants to be in his arms. All because she wants to die.