Paradise Lost

The last thing I see is the sun. That sun has shone on our heads, over our lives.
Over Us.
We, the angels of heaven, condemned to a life of mutual love with everyone ... but with you it was different.
Ever since I saw you the first time, I realized that you were not an angel - you were more. So beautiful to make me change my mind on the concept of love. So beautiful that I think to break age-old laws that have been around since time immemorial.
Blasphemous ideas, punishable by death.
Even the angels can die, rejoice, suffer. But without you, I suffered like never before, as never in my life I've ever done.
And that fateful day, that day I decided to break all the rules ... I remember him with happiness. That gray, cold morning in which you were already awake and already alive on the road outside the city. I planned everything: your fall, my help ...
Your smile.
No, I had not calculated this: that your smile so spontaneous, genuine, beautiful, than ever I saw you turn to someone. You took the hand that I brought you with that smile, that smile ... all my plans went ahead, I followed the instinct:
I kissed you.
A kiss so passionate, so sudden, but not for you. You have it returned, making you an accomplice to a crime worse than betrayal: love one, moreover a women. When I realized the gravity of that gesture, it was too late, even to go back. So we continued to see each other. I liked it, you liked, we liked the idea of being together, without commitments, always with the fear of being discovered. At first we were inexperienced, shy, a little 'suspicious of one another, but with every passing day the innocence has given way to passion
Our downfall.
That day we were simply together under that tree, our tree, the only witness the beginning of our history, to enjoy the presence of the other with occasional, innocent kiss ... maybe one too many. We were too taken by ourselves to worry about those who were looking right at us. When they told the court, we both knew it was over.
Our dream was over.
But I would never bear to see you die ... so I stepped forward to protect you, even though I knew you would not have wanted. I confessed everything, I lied, I prayed, I cried for save you.
And I succeeded.
You have been pardoned, you have been banned and taken back to Earth, but at least you're alive. Instead I'm paying your, OUR, freedom. As I approached the ax, not a tear line on my face, if not just before the fatal moment: not for sadness but for you that had to pay so much for my decision.
The last thing I see is the sun.
And I know you're there, and always will be.
I close my eyes, the tear falls.