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







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."