Reba had her black cowboy hat on to keep her hair from getting even more wet and she could see a figure standing at the end of the road staring back at her.

She kept drivin' along Till the moon and the sun were floating side-by-side

Brock stared down the end of the paved road and saw someone staring back at him with a black cowboy hat on.

He looked in the mirror and his eyes were clear For the first time in a while

Brock and Reba walked toward each other and when they got to stare at each other face to face, Brock took Reba's hat off her head and let her red hair fall to her shoulders which the rain had soaked both their clothes and hair and the rain dropped off their faces.

Brock put his hand up to Reba's cheek and he leaned down toward her and kissed her. "Reba. I love you so much." Brock said as he hugged her. "I still love you to." She said.

Hey, yeah,

Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded

Waiting to wake up one day and find That I've let all these years go by Wasted

Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing

The still of morning' the color of the night I ain't spending no more time Wasted

Oh, I don't wanna' spend my life jaded

Waiting to wake up one day and find That I've let all these years go by Wasted

Yeah, yeah Oh I don't wanna' keep on wishing, missing

But still every morning' the color of the night I ain't spending no more time Wasted

Brock and Reba knew they could never be together again, sadly after this about four months to be exact, Reba became the other woman to Barbra Jean and in a mad rage Barbra Jean attacked Reba and sent her to the hospital.

The docter walked out of Reba's room shaking his head. "Mr. Hart?" Brock hopped up off the couch as his name was called. "Mr. Hart, I'm afraid she may not make it through the night, the knife wound was too deep, I'm sorry." The doctor walked away shaking his head.

Brock went into Reba's room and he sat on his knees knealing next to her. "Brock?" Reba asked before going into a coughing fit. "Yes?" "I'm here." Brock said taking her hand. "I know I'm not going to make it out of here." "Don't you talk that way." Brock said as his eyes filled with tears.

Reba's eyes met with his and he kissed her again and when her hand dropped from his he put his head on her chest and cried. "Reba, I really do love you please don't leave me."

Then like a flash of lightning Reba eyes jolted open. Brock put his hand to her face and kissed her again. "Brock, I know I'm going to die, just not today." Brock kissed Reba again and they never left each other again.


pleez don't kill me with the ending! My cousin helped me write it