You were more optimistic than optimism.
you were more of a hero than batman.
you let out the brightest gleam of light as you passed me that golden autumn morning.
You called me "big sister"
the last time I saw you.
You meant more than the world.

But God told us both that it could be no more.
He took you away, leaving me here alone.

Now you're way more attentive as you listen to me mourn.
You hover me in silence every night when i pray, as I hope that maybe for just one day.
I'll meet back again with my gaurdian angel,
So again i could see that wonderful bright light
that came from you as we passed by that golden autumn morning.