Hey Max, I though of you while

walking to the car after school.

Hey Max, I know I don't believe in heaven,

nor in hell, however, when I thought of you I

looked up- maybe its cause looking at the sky

is much better than looking at the ground, or

maybe it's cause I, not so secretly,

believe you're in heaven if it's there.

You be the judge- when you reach your verdict,

send me a sign. 

I'll be watching this time, I can't promise anything more.