She sits on her bed,
unaware that her love is now dead.
She thinks about how he is doing,
Then she gets a phone call so chilling.
She starts to scream and cry,
says "Why wasn't I the one to die?"
He helped her through everything,
was the only one she could trust,
the only one that cared so much.
"Why did he have to go so soon,
I've only known him since June!"
As the girl falls to her knees begging
God to please bring him back,
Her heart was slowly dying,
breaking more with every second flying by.
The tears flew down her face faster and faster when she felt his warmth across her face as she heard a whisper in her ear "If I had a choice I would've send it sooner, baby I love you more then words can say, I'll help you through each up coming day."
Ever since she's planned her death,
he was her everything and now theres nothing left.
