We had a dream, that we would always be best friends.
When we were born, for some it was the end.
Now it seems that it may not be tomorrow.
But despite the horror, and the sorrow
I loved our world, I wanted us all to live.
Now Rosa, you’ve asked me to forgive
One day, If mom survives this bitched night,
And we shall meet again
And I will say: “I loved you Rosa. Don’t you see?”
But we are different, you dreamed of everlasting love.
Because what really matters, is to live, and if we do
There will be nothing to forgive, but I’ll forgive you anyway.