Her love gave her a sweatshirt
She wore it all the time
She took the sweatshirt everywhere
Until the day she died
She wore it to the grocery store
She wore it to the park
She wore it to her therapy sessions
Where she could spill her heart
She wore it only once to the library
And as she studied for a test
Suddenly a gunshot rang out
She dove under the desk
She prayed to every god above
To keep her safe and sound
But her prayers were not answered
For soon her place was found
She cried and begged the gunman
To please keep her alive
But the gunman had no mercy
He pulled the trigger, she died.
When the love of her life received the news
He was suffering through pain and hurt
Imagine his devastation
When he saw his blood stained sweatshirt
Her love could not bear to see it
For months he only cried
For he knew that she had worn it
Until the day she died