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 her knife.
She
was his angel,
she made him smile.
Though life threw him
curves,
she made it all worth while.
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 too 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."
