Some people say angels walk among us.
I never thought it would be true,
until just a couple minutes
I saw her. I have found proof.

She was sitting in the train.
She waited to arrive to her destination.
As I admired her beauty, I prayed for her destination to be mine, but it was all in vain.

She stood up, and headed for the door.
I cried inside. This must be wrong.
The most beautiful angel had appeared before me,
and I let her go.

I couldn't ask her name.
I couldn't get her number.
I couldn't have a chance,  but I got something better.
I have proof.