"...He said the reason for this is because you want me to be in the dirt with you. Because if I find happiness, then it will make the rest of you see what a shame your lives are. You'll be forced to find the truth and even though the truth will set you free, it hurts. It hurts so much that only two types of peoplecan face it.
The first is the strong. The ones who've always had the strength of conviction to stay on the paths of righteousness. The other ones are those who've hit bottom. They've crashed and have nowhere else to go but up.
I'm one of those.
I wanted you to pose for me because I had a dream of you as an angel who was once far above the rest of us. Then, you flew to close to the sun, burnt your wings, and fell to earth. After walking among us your wings came back and you soared once more, taking me with you.
I was wrong. You never wanted to take me up with you. You only wanted to bring me down.
I see that now. I don't want to see you.
Good-bye,
Greg.
