I painted a picture for you, but you never got to see.
It wasn't a vision, more like a dream. So many things I had planned for you and me.
Then that light came, and you walked towards that tree. I never got to say good-bye.
My questions still remain unanswered, like "Why"?
If I did this differently, would you still be here? It was just your time to go, something I've always feared.
Just 'cause your gone, Imma sit right here, and paint this picture a bit more, til' it becomes clear.
( Jessica Hunter )
