In front of that maple tree
Someone spoke to me
Said that i should not do it
As pain is not what I desire

He guided me closely
His hand at my back
Towards the fogged up mirror
Where I then stand

He lead my hand to swipe away
All the blurryness I felt
And smiling I then stood alone
My companion far long gone

~inspired by a wonderful friend of mine.
You will always be loved, Angel
-BrynCL