She is the girl,
Who is the quiet one.
He is the boy,
Who knows everyone.
She had a crush on him,
But he thought she was strange.
Whatever she did,
He didn't think she changed.
He then one day,
Had a change of heart.
Thought he'd give her what she wanted from the start.
She had been so unhappy,
She thought it was a joke.
So she went along with it,
A word she never spoke.
Never believed a single word,
He thought she was no longer,
A lonely girl.
He thought he made her happy.
He thought he made her strong.
But deep down inside,
He knew he was wrong.
She grew tired,
Of this painful trick.
So she left him,
He got depressed and sick.
She only said the words,
" I know all the truth."
He cried and cried to her
" But I really love you!"
She walked away,
Without looking back.
He reached out,
Happiness he lacked.
She moved on,
Forgot about her past love.
He always prayed she wouldn't,
From the God above.
She read a few months later,
That a man killed himself,
Over love and anger.
When she read the name,
She cried and cried.
In the paper it said,
"I love you to death, and because you didn't love me, I died..."