Last night, I drempt of Justice.
It was weird, it was like I knew he killed himself, and he knew it, but nobody else did. All I could do was hold him. Plead for him not to leave me. Try not to cry.
It was like we were best friends. I spent all my time with him, in fear of loosing him again if he left.
And then, I woke up.
And he's dead.
And my heart broke all over again.
"Baby, why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go
I was holding on forever
Now I'll never know
This can't be happening to me
Its like I'm looking in the distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying
He's not coming home now
I can't even breathe
This is just a dream..."
This is Just a Dream-Kelly Clarkson
