On one side of the gate is I, standing on the top of the stairs, looking down on the humans walking, living and just doing what humans are supposed to do. On the other side is you, looking up in the sky, looking up on me, looking at an angel, following the rules of heaven. Doing what an angel is supposed to do. We are on different sides of that gate, never meant to meet. Still, we share the same love and compassion, as well as the same hopes and dreams. Both hoping that one day, that gate will open and let somebody cross over. If it's gonna be me or you, we don't know, if that day will ever come, we don't know. We can only put our faith in the hope that one day, we will be able to meet each other again.