I don't really like this song," Emma had said.
"You told me it was your favourite."
"It's beautiful. But it always makes me sad."
"Why, love?" he'd asked gently. "It's about finding each other again. About someone coming home."
Emma had lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him earnestly. "It's about losing someone, and having to wait until you're together in heaven."
"There's nothing in the lyrics about heaven," he'd said.
"But that's what it means. I can't bear the idea of being separated from you, for a lifetime or a year or even a day. So you mustn't go to heaven without me."
"Of course not," he had whispered. "It wouldn't be heaven without you.

Author: Lisa Kleypas

I don't really like this song," Emma had said.<br />"You told me it was your favourite."<br />"It's beautiful. But it always makes me sad."<br />"Why, love?" he'd asked gently. "It's about finding each other again. About someone coming home."<br />Emma had lifted her head from his shoulder and looked at him earnestly. "It's about losing someone, and having to wait until you're together in heaven."<br />"There's nothing in the lyrics about heaven," he'd said.<br />"But that's what it means. I can't bear the idea of being separated from you, for a lifetime or a year or even a day. So you mustn't go to heaven without me."<br />"Of course not," he had whispered. "It wouldn't be heaven without you. - Lisa Kleypas


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