Playing With Jealousy
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 the met
They both loved each other
Sunrise to sunset
He was all she had
In her horrible life
He was the one who
Kept her from her knife
She was his angle
She made him smile
Though life threw him curves
She made it worth while
Then one day
Things went terribly wrong
The next few weeks
Were like a 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 all alone
Just her and her 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
She was laying in blood
Her heart had no rate
Beside her was a note
In it, her confession
Her love for this guy
Her only obsession
As he read the note
He knelt down and cried
He picked up her knife and
That night they both died
She was found in his arms
Both of them dead
Under her not
His handwriting said
“I loved her so
She never knew
All this time,
I loved her too…”
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