What About Our Dreams?

by AmberSherrellxxIve Been Sitting Here Trying To Find Myselfxx   Aug 3, 2008


"It would've been two whole years the day he turned eight-teen."
She thought in fright as she headed to the church that night.
She could feel her heart breaking with every single beat.
"If only he knew..." but, it was both too late and too soon.
When she saw him, her eyes filled up with tears and her heart leapt with fear.
She just didn't want to believe it ,as he finally spoke
Knowing that her poor heart was about to be broke

"Baby, please don't leave me.
Sweetie, please don't go.
What about forever?
Don't you wanna know?
Why can't you just see?
It's like you don't wanna listen,
Not hearing a sound.
Please, don't give up ,
Not on us now.
What about you and me?
What about our dreams?"

She sat in the pew, closing her eyes to pray,
|Lord, please don't let him go, it's just too much hurt."
Then everybody stood up to sing, her eyes began to sting,
Tears fell down one by one as she clung to all the memories she had of him.
"I wonder what could've been...",she thought as she watched him
"Why couldn't you give us one last shot?" ,she asked with a razor in her heart

"Baby, please don't leave me.
Sweetie, please don't go.
What about forever?
Don't you wanna know?
Why can't you just see?
It's like you don't wanna listen,
Not hearing a sound.
Please, don't give up,
Not on us now.
What about you and me?
What about our dreams?"

-Copyright-Amber Palmer

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