My sister was shot and killed last year. 2019. I miss her. This song just reminds me of her. It may be a love song. But it reminds me of her. It’s so mellow and chill. Train says “She's the one that makes my dreams.” She really did, she pushed for me To be the best I can be. She was everything to me. I could talk about sex, love, life and she understood. She made me feel “Normal.”
Last year she asked me to have a drink with her. I took a nap before I went to meet her. She was at work. When I went to her job they said she was off. I was confused. I tried her many times. Weird because we had just spoken ten minutes ago through text. So I go home, and fall asleep. My little son wakes me up by crying. He never cries at night. I jumped up and tried reaching her. No answer or text. I go to her home. 45 mins away, she’s not there. So it’s 45 mins there, 45 mins back. Her boyfriend reaches out, and says he hasn’t heard from her either. He stayed on the phone with me. Where my sister lives it’s dark and there’s deer. I was scared driving no lie. By this time it’s 1/ 2 AM. A detective calls me. He says, “Are you Donnas sister?” I said, “Is she ok? I’m asking because I been looking for her, for hours.” He askes, “Who are you with?” I told him I’m with my eleven year old. He says, “What Ima tell you, I can’t say in front of your eleven year old.” I asked, “Is my sister ok?” He tells me no. So he told me he has my address. That he’d come to me. I’m waiting at home, two men come in. They don’t even look human. They look so serious. They inform me that my sister was shot and killed. That they can’t tell me where she was shot, and that it was a robbery. That they can’t tell me how much they stole. They gave me and her bag and keys. And left. I’ll never forget that day. Within ten mins of us texting, she was killed. If I wouldn’t have took a nap, I maybe could’ve met up with her sooner. Would I have been killed to, or could I have saved her? I wonder often how scared she was, and I fucking miss her. I actually had a bad feeling about something two weeks prior to her dying. I knew it’d be bad, but didn’t know it would be this. She really was everything to me. When I put this song on repeat at home, I think of her. Of our good times. I miss you Donna ♥️🌻♥️🌼
