A boy liked a girl but wanted to make her jealous.
Then one day things went terriblywrong.
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? he purposely lied
He played with jealousy like itwasa game.
Little did he know, Things would never be the
same.
His plan was working, but he hadno 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 kneltdown and cried.
Grabbed her knife, that night theyboth died. She was found in his arms, both of them dead.
Under her was a note, his handwriting said:
I loved her so
she never knew.
All this time
I loved her too.... ♥
No comments:
Post a Comment