He was a lonely child,
When he saw the mirror he smiled,
For there was someone looking into his eyes,
Listening to his constant telling of lies,
Such as "we will make it" or "we will be fine"
But as lies go there was always a simple line,
One that he would never cross,
For if he ever did everything would be at a loss,
And that was to lie to someone he loves.

One day as he was staring through a window,
Confused as to why he didn't see his face show,
He stood there poking his tongue and pulling faces,
When he notices an angelic presence with braces,
He wanted to get the angels attention,
So he thought **** was a good thing to mention,
"I **** regularly!" he called out to the other side,
No response, he thought "Oh well at least I tried".
Minutes pass then the angel looks back at him,
Noticing that his eyes seemingly kind of dim,
"I like your eyes " the angel spoke in a soft voice,
He straightened his back, trying to stand in poise,
"I like yours too" he responded to the angel with skin so fair,
Then the window shattered and there was no longer a glare,
He could see the angel clearly and enjoyed the view,
To him everything felt bright and brand new,
He placed his hands holding the angel's cheeks,
And the angel says "finally I have been waiting weeks".