I heard you fall
I turned around.
Why are you dying
On the ground?
In the back,
It's her I see
And then she points
Her gun at me.
I reach over you
And grab your gun-
Who thought one shot
Could be so fun?
She falls back,
As our friends scream;
Please let this be
Just a dream.
I look at you,
You look at me,
Yet in your eyes
It's fear I see.
I press my hand
Against your chest,
Yet as your blood
Stains through your vest.
I need you more
Than you'll ever know…
I love you, Booth
Please don't go!
I never got
To tell you the truth.
Don't leave me here!
Come on, Booth!