Boys point of view.
I was going to give you flowers, but I threw them away...
...I told you, you could leave,but decided to stay.
The rain falls hard on the ground, I love the beautiful, beautiful sound.
The sun shines bright in your eyes...
..Most of the time, all I hear are sighs.
Girls point of view.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I ask.
"Oh, can't you see? I LOVE YOU!"
When you look, you don't reply..
... I walk away and sigh.
I flop on my bed.
Then I hear a big bang from my shed.
Thinking nothing of it, I start to cry, and fall asleep and close my eyes...
I woke up to the phone ringing
When I picked it up, it was the boy singing..
"You will be there at eight. No excuses, and don't be late."
(The girl looked out her window, and saw the wind blow, looking on top of her shed was the boy with a guitar in his hand, singing a love song with a rose in his mouth.)
The girl smiled "I'll be there"
Boys point of view.
I was going to give you flowers, but I threw them away...
...I told you, you could leave,but decided to stay.
The rain falls hard on the ground, I love the beautiful, beautiful sound.
The sun shines bright in your eyes...
..Most of the time, all I hear are sighs.
^ This stanza is a nice intro and I do like how you went into detail about a topic that might be difficult for someone to get a hint into and that is a pretty teens mind. Ugh! The subtle rhyming is lovely though, it does seem to flow naturally with the poem. This has a very romantic feeling to it until the end when this boy sighs :(. But great simple emotion to start out with.
Girls point of view.
"Why are you doing this to me?" I ask.
"Oh, can't you see? I LOVE YOU!"
When you look, you don't reply..
... I walk away and sigh.
^ The double sided point of view is great here, because it uniquely shows what you think goes through a girls and guys mind. It's an old fable that if a boy (or girl) teases you they like you, and that is what I get from this stanza. You love them, you love them not, it is difficult to tell anymore and I lime the action contained within the character and how they react to it, very interesting.
I flop on my bed.
Then I hear a big bang from my shed.
Thinking nothing of it, I start to cry, and fall asleep and close my eyes...
I woke up tothe phone ringing
When I picked it up, it was the boy singing..
"You will be there at eight. No exuses, and don't be late."
^ You hear a noise and ignore it, but then this guy asks you put I think? The story gets hard to follow here a little not.
"Exuses" should be "excuses". But this poem has a lot of emotion and great point of view. Nice write 5/5