• There was a boy and a girl who were meant to be
    Soul mates, so close, almost like destiny
    A present from heaven, a gift from above
    Met in grade eleven, dated and fell in love
    Graduated, seperated, tried to move on
    Different college, but in their knowledge the love wasn't gone
    She grew up to twenty four, he became twenty five
    They moved next door to each other and the passion sprung alive
    "Baby, is that you?" He asked in disbelief
    "Miracles do come true!" and love replaced their grief
    Two weeks later, they planned on getting married
    After she found out she had a baby she carried
    The day after that she was coming home from work
    It was late, she had no idea that danger would lurk
    A stranger was in her way and she tried to pass him by
    He bumped into her, mumbled "Sorry," but it was a lie
    He grabbed her, stumbled, fumbled, pushed her to the wall
    She screamed for help, but no one could answer her call
    She smelled alcohol, heard the click of a switchblade
    Felt the pain, tasted blood, and watched the world fade
    Lying on the ground, calling, asking for him in vain
    It started to rain, and she started going insane
    Thunder boomed and lightning ripped open the sky
    Starting to cry, wishing he was by her side
    She didn't want to die such a horrible death
    But she let out a sigh and let out her weary last breath
    The next day, the fiance got a knock on the door
    Got the bad news and let out a roar
    He was filled with anguish, sadness, and strife
    He thought the only solution would be to end his own life
    He ran to his bedroom without a care
    Locked the door and blocked it with tables and chairs
    Looked at the clock, grabbed the glock from a drawer
    Kneeling, looking at the ceiling, trying to talk to her
    "Baby, I'm sorry, but I can't live without you
    'Cause my entire life has always been about you
    I can't stand the pain I'm feeling 'bout you leaving
    I'm on my knees reeling, baby, my heart is grieving
    There's just too much sorrow. But wherever you go
    I'll follow even if it means no tomorrow."
    So he pointed the gun right underneath his chin
    Unaware of the danger he was putting himself in
    Forced his sweaty finger to pull on the trigger
    There was a bullet in his brain but his thoughts still lingered
    The police broke through the door a moment too late
    As he fell to the floor and met his untimely fate
    This is the end of the story of that boy and the girl
    Who, to each other, were worth more than the world.