Who You'd Be Today

Song: Who You'd Be Today

By: Kenny Chesney

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Sunny days seem to hurt the most,

I wear the pain like a heavy coat,

It was surprisingly sunny outside. Most would think it was a great day for a funeral. Well, it wasn't for me. For me it seemed like the sun was covered up behind the dark gray clouds, filling up the sky with depression and angst. But the sky didn't hold a single interest for me as I stared down at the beautiful dead corpse below.

I feel you everywhere I go,
I see your smile, I see your face,

I hear you laughing in the rain,

I remembered her laugh. It sounded like bells, soft and light. Oh, and her eyes. Those irresistible eyes. The eyes that made me melt, the eyes that were now closed. I was tempted to raise open her eyelids, but I didn't want to mess up her peaceful face.

I still can't believe you're gone,

I felt my chest tear open at the thought of her gone, never being able to hear her laugh, never to see her smile. The thought was too much to bear. I knew I wouldn't be able to live like this for much longer.

It ain't fair you died too young,

Like a story that had just begun,

The death tore the pages all away,

She had died too young. She was only thirty-six. Cancer was a terrible thing, but that's not really how she died. She refused to get treatment, and her neighbors often saw her cutting herself. They say she was very depressed. I can only guess why.

God knows how I miss you,

All the hell that I've been through,

Just knowing no one could take your place,

I should never have left her. That one sentence has haunted me for many years. I miss her so terribly. I remember when I got that dreaded phone call from Alice, telling me the news. I never would've thought she'd be gone. I'd always imagined her to live forever. I've been through so much, when thought I left her behind I thought that she would eventually start a new life. Boy was I wrong. All those years and all she did was stay home, locked inside.

Sometimes I wonder,

Who you'd be today

Well, hopefully she had found Charlie in heaven and they would live happily ever after up in heaven. Poor Charlie got killed by a drunk driver, I learned a couple days ago. I knew the town of Forks would be angry with me for leaving, so I decided to come two days before the funeral. I was luckily all alone with my angel.

Would you see the world?

Would you chase your dreams?

Settle down with a family?

I wonder, what would you name your babies?

Bella should have moved on. I know I never did, but I at least have all eternity. My mind started wondering on how moving on would have affected her life. Would she have traveled or become a mom? Would she marry? What would she name her children if she had any?

Some day's the sky's so blue,

I feel like I can talk to you,

I know it might sound crazy

I wonder how often she thought of me. Maybe as much as I did her. I couldn't even go outside to hunt, because every time I go out into the sunlight it reminds me of her. It's like the wind calls her name, taunting me. I must have been going crazy.

It ain't fair you died too young,

Like a story that had just begun,

The death tore the pages all away

God knows how I miss you,

All the hell that I've been through,

Just knowing no one could take place

Sometimes I wonder,

Who you'd be today

By this time I was dry sobbing. I knew I couldn't really cry, but I wish with all my heart that I could.

Sunny days seem to hurt the most
I wear the pain like a heavy coat
The only thing that gives me hope
Is I know I'll see you again someday

She looked beautiful in her casket. Her long brown hair swirled around her neck and face. She had no make-up on, and her skin was even paler, if that was possible. Her lips were a bit rosy, and the sides of her mouth were pulled up in a smile. She had wanted to die. It made sense, I mean why else would you want to go through with the pain of cancer and not get treated?

Someday, Someday

Someday I was going to see her again.

I promised myself I wouldn't touch her, but how could I not?

I leaned down and gently kissed her on the forehead, then turned around and walked away, noticing that the sky was a perfect, clear blue.

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A/N- So how was it? I thought of this when I was listening to Kenny Chesney on my iPod.

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