When a boy makes a girl jealous...

A 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

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."