Now is when I need you most. My hands cold an aching, the only sooth is from your fire hand to melt my bittering ice. You say that I'm your angel, you say I must be from heaven. But of all your words seem to be, exactly like you are. The days kept passing the long it is the more I feel pain. But when I met you, my heart beated for the first tI'me in a long tI'me. The spring plants boomed with color, things became more clear as if someone cleaned a window. I miss you when your not here, things don't seem the same. I don't know what Id do if you left, because I once was blinded. And I cant go back to that.