have you ever wondered
about the creatures that live above us
with cherry lips and wings as soft as the clouds in heaven
the ones made to serve God and only God
have you ever wondered what happened to the ones sent to earth?
not the ones who have fallen deep under
to the depths of hell and perhaps even farther
rather, the ones who have watched us for centuries
wondering what it was like to have the ability to love one other than the Almighty
i'd like to think angels reach a point where they are allowed the freedom of choice
to continue serving God
or to fall into the earth
and the angels who decided they would rather be with us
would they
live like us
cry like us
love like us?
do you think that they, too
experience the terrible feeling of heartbreak
as if a piece of paper being ripped to shreds
like their wings being torn apart
like their newly found heart being burned to ashes
wouldn't they regret it
leaving the hands of the Almighty
only to learn the disappointing reality of us humans
do you think angels can die
you had cherry lips
pale skin
and a back that felt like it was made for wings
you were an angel
and oh, did i love you
as you did, me
until one day
perhaps the devil whispered to me
and i realised
i loved you no longer
do you think angels can die
for the look in your eyes was like the beginning of the end
like the chaos we imagine in hell
and your lips, they opened and did not make a sound
like you gave up your voice when you'd forsaken heaven for me
and your heart,
i could almost swear i heard it
do you think angels can die of heartbreak
do you think angels can die
do you think angels can
i think you might've been an angel and i killed you