• Death. Is it really so bad when dealt to by your lover? When you know rebelling will hurt him? You know that he is the one person that can give you the confidence to face death with a smile. Knowing that, even as he slits your throat with the knife so tenderly to your neck, you can never love anyone or anything as much as him right now. He says "I love you so much it shouldn't be allowed, and you're an angel, so I'm taking you to heaven to be with your own kind." Then he kisses you, and you say goodbye to him. Then he makes the fatal blow, but before you die, you realize that this was perhaps the best death ever to be had. In the arms of your lover, loved, with a smile on your mouth and happy tears in your eyes. Then your conciousness fades and you die. You enter heaven the happiest angel in existence, knowing that only you died a beautiful, lovely death.