"You came," her voice floated in the white "Of course I came," I knew she was behind me But I couldn't turn, only feel her hair touching my back "It's a good sign." Her voice was a million echoing silver bells "I guess I've started to realize..." Her fingertips brushed my palm, light as wind. "I have realized that it wasn't my fault" "I told you it was a good sign" In the corner of my eye, I saw strands of her hair, fluttering "I miss you." I wanted see her, see her smile, white teeth and dimple "I miss you too," her silver bell voice rung out sadly "I can never forgive myself," my voice shook, my eyes burned "Don't say that, it's not true" Flowers underneath us were red, yellow and sky blue "I should have been there, I should have always been with you" My every atom ached for her, to turn and see her I could remember the smell of waking up beside her Starting my day with a wonder by my side "Forgive yourself please, for me" A flower was slipped into my hand, it was yellow I turned and I saw her, she wore the garb of an angel She smiled before she disappeared Leaving me crying in the red, yellow and sky blue.