Heaven can just as easily
Be a person as a place,
And loving someone does not
Stop you from hating yourself

--for me, heaven is freedom;
Heaven is touching your face,
But there is not a lot i can do
Except stare at our picture on the shelf

It was never hard to find the words, to me,
And loving you was the easiest
Thing i've ever done, until you made yourself free
From the pain and the hurt with some pills,
And if you were sent to hell, send me straight
          there,
But if you are in heaven....you always
Were an angel, but not to me