First and last love

*this is a really long poem but don't skip it just because of its length. please rate and comment on it*

From across the room
they caught each other's eye.
Not talking to each other
both being to shy.

After the whole night
of not wanting it to end
the were introduced
by a mutual friend.

After a couple of weeks
they had hit it off great.
Spending every minute of each day,
becoming hard to separate.

When the summer months rolled around
the boy and girl were hanging out.
The boy said to the girl
"I have some bad news to tell you about."

With a look of worry on her face,
she looked over at him and asked what was wrong.
He looked her in the eyes and said to her
"I have to leave town, but not for long.

My family has this stupid thing
by the sea every year.
We all get together
from far and from near."

With that off his chest
he let out a sigh.
"It won't be that bad,
we can't give up though, we have to try."

After a minute of silence
the girl finally said:
"How long is not long?
Being without you I dread."

"A couple of weeks,
three at most.
And in only a few days
we are leaving for the coast."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
she said with hurt in her voice.
He answered, "My parents didn't tell me until now,
it wasn't my choice."

For the last days they saw each other
their love grew and grew,
until the hours they had together
dwindled to very few.

The last time she saw him that summer
was as he hung out the window of the car,
telling her that he loved her
and in thoughts he wouldn't be far.

As she sat at home counting the days
he was out at the beach.
He said that would always call.
But maybe there was no phone in reach.

As the days passed slowly
and still no call
the girl started to wonder
if he even missed her at all.

The very next week
the boy arrived back at home,
and rushed over to her house
in his hand he clutched a box full of poems.

Instead of being greeted
by his girl friend
her parents answered the door
with their strength stretched to the end.

The sad looks on their faces
faded away the smile he once had.
When he came over he thought they would be happy
but instead they were extremely sad.

They ushered him into the kitchen
but the mother started crying and ran,
the boy knew something was really wrong
and wanted to do all that he can.

They sat for a minute in silence
then the boy finally said:
"What happened to my girlfriend?
What is she.. dead?"

He said it as if he was joking
but part of him knew something happened to her.
The father got up, and went over to a drawer,
opened it and came back with a letter.

The father handed it to him,
trying to hold back tears.
The boy took it from him
and knew in it was one of his worst fears.

The letter was addressed to himself,
in the writing he knew was written by his girlfriend
he paused and didn't want to read it,
but did, and this is what it said:

"I loved you with my whole heart
and I thought that you did too,
but your vacation showed the worst in you
I wish it wasn't true.

You said that you would call me
every single night.
To stay up waiting for your calls
it took every bit of my might.

I couldn't take it any more,
you played me for a fool
I fell for every bit of it,
did you love me? Or was I just a tool?

My first love turned out to be my last
I don't want to be played any more.
Love just hurts to much
that's what I'm writing this letter for.

Please tell mom and dad it's not their fault,
and to remember the good times not the bad.
Tell them to be happy
and not to be too sad.

This is where I end this letter
and my life.
I guess love isn't worth it,
So I am ending this strife."

The boy looked up at her dad
with tears in his eyes,
and said with great difficulty
"I brought her back a surprise."

He opened the box
and pulled out a poem.
"There wasn't a phone," he said,
"I was going to give them to her but I guess she's not home."

As he walked out of the house,
the father thinking it wasn't fair.
He started to read one of the boy's poems, it said:
"I love you so much, I wish that I was there."