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Carrie Underwood's "Just A Dream." Angell's POV. Enjoy.
I wish I could wake up tomorrow and you'd be here.
I wish this all was a horrible nightmare.
I'm spending the nights alone, unless I'm working.
Coming home, even coming back to me, isn't an option for you anymore.
I'll never see you again, no more hugs or kisses.
The first week after you were gone, I couldn't be alone.
I stayed with friends, no one trusted me by myself.
We all know the dangers of being a cop, but it doesn't seem real, unless it happens to you or a loved one.
I haven't moved on, I don't think I ever will.
I remember our last words to each other, we were arguing over a case.
We did make up and apologize, but we didn't say I love you.
I'm sorry I didn't say that, I know I should've said it more.
Forever never will happen now, it's faded away.
I know that tears are running down my face, I always look a mess.
You aren't here anymore, so there's no one to look pretty for.
I miss you, I miss my partner, my friend, my lover. I miss you.
I wish I could turn the clock back, be in your arms once more.
But that isn't a possibility anymore, everything with you is impossible now.
You can never erase the pain, no matter how hard you try.
The hurt will always be there, that's one forever that will happen.
I really wonder how I'm going to live with that.
I'll never get my happy ending, you're gone, and there won't be any one else, ever.
I know when and where you died, I know you were shot, but I don't how you felt when you were dying.
I don't know if you knew you were dying, did you know when you took your last breath?
I hate not knowing, people were there when you died, but I always wonder what you were feeling, what your last thought was.
I wish this wasn't real, I want it all to be pretend, but I know it isn't a lie.
You really are gone, it's the hard, cold truth. There's nothing anyone can say to make it seem better, or nicer.
I wish I could open my eyes and this would all be just a dream.
xoxo *Night*