Day Four.

We float, strangely but naturally.
We've been here before, in another lifetime.
As the gates open ahead I see you smile, "everything will be just fine."
But as we cross the line of life and death,
You shed a tear and fall back into the depths.
I screamed until my lungs ached, but its too late.
So I stare at the angels and faces that surround me.
Their inexpressive faces make me-- cold.
Looking back, these souls were trapped here by their lovers.

This is the concept of love. A beautiful trap. It never lasts forever.
So don't hold on too tightly, or you'll find yourself like me.