A place where Angels dwell.

The final day of the year has arrived. Where angels take flight across the midnight skies, where we wish upon the shooting stars, where we hold our hands together and search for a path in a bleak future.

The New Year would signify a new beginning, one where we would continue our search for a way to brighten up our future and to search for a place where dreams really do come true.

Although I cannot be there to hold your hands when the clock strikes midnight; in my heart, we would always be together. And in my heart, we would always be up among the clouds, nestling among them. A place where we would dwell in happiness for the rest of our lives.

The pain of missing you is beyond words.


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