I was dressed in a red satin dress

You were dressed to die

I had no idea what I was thinking

When you told me good bye

What was I to expect?

That I would spend my night crying for you?

Praying that you would make it out alive?

When you said good bye

I thought it was for the night

Not for forever

And as I sit at your bedside

Fast asleep, filled with grief

All I can think is I love you

And I fear my red satin dress

In its frailty

Resembles your blood