Wednesday, April 23, 2008
she made him jealous
on purpose she tried.
When the boy asked, "Do you love me?"
on purpose she lied.
she played with jealousy
like it was a game.
Little did she know
Things would never be the same.
Her plan was working
but she had no clue.
How wrong things would go,
the damage she would do.
One night he broke down,
Feeling very
alone.
Just he and the blade,
no one else home.
He dialled her number,
she answered, "Hello"
He told her he loved her
and hung up the phone.
she raced to his
house
just a minute too late.
Found he lying in blood,
his heart
had no rate.
Beside him was a note,
in it his confession.
his love for this gurl,
his only obsession.
As she read the note,
she knelt down and cried.
Grabbed his knife,
that night they both died.
She was found in his arms,
both of them dead.
Under his
note
her handwriting said:
"I loved him
so, he never knew.
All this time
I loved him
too." she was blind,what a gerl...she loved him so much,that she end her world.....
unwritten! atWednesday, April 23, 2008
