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."
not mine