maybe wherever you are
there is greener grass
and brighter skies
that compliment your crooked smile
and tired eyes
and i'd like to think
that you are every star in the sky
but not even the sun
could compare to your light
that everyone could see
only when it was too late
talking to the angels
seems more romantic
knowing that I could be talking to you
late night thoughts about the brightest star in the sky. meghan, i hope you're happy and peaceful wherever you are. i'll join you someday, angel