Then one day
things went terribly wrong.
The next few weeks
were like a very sad
song.
She made him jealous
on purpose she tried.
When the boy asked, "Do you love him?"
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 him and the blade,
no one else home.
he dialed 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 him lying in blood,
his heart
had no rate.
Beside his was a note,
in it his confession.
His love for this girl,
his only obsession.
As she read the note,
she knelt down and cried.
Grabbed his knife,
that night they both died.
he was found in her 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."
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