Once a girl met a boy.
There is nothing new.
Girl blooms out with joy,
Boy tears it all through.
Boy packs up his case,
he walks out the door.
Girl is left watching the space,
where he was before.
Boy's love is unloading,
doesn't care if she's coping.
Her world is exploding,
yet she is still hoping.
Boy doesn't need doubt,
doesn't care for reform.
Girl starts to bleed out,
the love she's kept warm.
He is giving out all those signs,
and dishing out all his dirt
and the girls writeing lines,
about how much this hurts.
Boy starts to think,
he can't leave her behind.
His cheek flushes pink,
when shes on his mind.
Girl see's the pink,
as her teeth start to grind.
It pours down the sink,
she starts to go blind.
Boy starts to crawl,
he crawls right back.
Girl starts to fall,
her eyes only seeing black.
Boy comes to say,
"I did not ever go,
for I have loved you more,
than you'll ever know."
For the first time though,
he said something true,
"for she will never know,
that i loved her too".







