hey everybody! well ive had a fanfic account for ages now and I havent posted a single one of my stories yet....and thats cuz I kinda havent finished one yet. Im currently working on 4 stories at once
yeah im one of those people who gets fed up with something really fast and has to move on to the next thing. so im trying not to spend too much time on one story cuz i know ill get sick of it and end up not finishing any stories (*cough* ive already done that to like 2 dozen stories *cough*)
so i thought at least i should have SOMETHING on my account....this is a poem i found one day and i fell in love with had it laying around for a while and i looked at it again last night and thought it would fit miley and oliver nicely.
I know you guys must be sick of reading these angsty stories but with all the Loliver crap on the episodes, thats kinda how im feeling right now.I apologize in advance :}
Disclaimer: I do NOT own this poem.....
A Boy and A Girl
A boy and a girl
The best of friends
From elementary to high school
From beginning to end
Through all those years
Their friendship grew
They both felt the same
But neither knew
Each waking moment
Since the day they met
They both loved each other
Sunrise to sunset
He was all she had
In her terrible life
He was the one
Who kept her from the knife
She was his angel
She made him smile
Though life threw him curves
She made it worthwhile
Then one day
Things went terribly wrong
The next few weeks
Were like a very sad song
He made her jealous
On purpose he tried
When the girl asked 'Do you love her? '
On purpose he lied
He played with jealousy
Like it was a game
Little did he know
Things would never be the same
His plan was working
But he had no clue
How wrong things would go
The damage he would do
One night she broke down
Feeling very alone
Just her and the blade
No one else home
She dialed his number
He answered 'hello'
She told him she loved him
And hung up the phone
He raced to her house
Just a minute to late
Found her lying in blood
Her heart had no rate
Beside her was a note
In it her confession
Her love for this boy
Her only obsession
As he read the note
He knelt down and cried
Grabbed her knife
That night they both died
She was found in his arms
Both of them dead
Under her note
His handwriting said
'I loved her so
She never knew
All this time
I loved her too.'
yeah i know...this was depressing. well even though this isnt my poem, feel free to review. Id love to hear your thoughts on this