A boy and a girl, the best of friends,
From elementary to highschool,
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,
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 in his handwriting said:
"I loved her so, she never knew.
All this time I loved her too."