Love Story

There he was under the starry night,
Walking along the sand, he was all alone.
Thinking of all he didn’t do right,
To make the unknown, known….

She was a damsel in distress,
Two men were forcing her in money transaction.
A poor man, walking, came across the great mess,
And seeing her purged great physical attraction.

The radiant woman was about to take a stumble,
He swooped in and won her fight.
She said “thank you” with a mumble,
And he instantly became her shimmering knight.

She accepted for in this town of tears this was a holy hymn.
Unlike the others, she did know this man was not a sinner.
“My name is Jane,” she shyly said and he simply stated, “Mine is Tim.”

The new couple became closer by the day.
No one could ever split them apart.
Because they would not allow their time to ever slip away,
Tim knew that Jane would always be in his heart.

Their favorite pastime was to walk along the sand,
Conversing while the waves washed over their feet.
They would laugh and giggle, hand in hand,
And after departing, they would contemplate their next meet.

When Tim would rest in bed, all he could think of was Jane.
How at that moment she wasn’t with him,
And his love for her, he could not contain.
So he slept with her picture, and it temporarily fixed his problem.

After Tim and Jane’s relationship hit an exceeding peak,
Tim took out a ring and asked Jane if she would be his wife.
Without hesitation, Jane let out a shriek.
She accepted, and knew that this roller coaster would now be her new life.

During a random day at her mother’s house,
There was something her mother said she needed to hear.
There, it was announced, that Jane already had a future spouse,
Her rich fiancée, or so it appeared.

Jane knew there was no point to argue,
Because her mother would never change her mind.
Jane recognized that her relationship with Tim was through.
You see, her mind was made up, so she left her heart behind.

The following day, she was waiting at the beach, for Tim was on his way.
When Tim arrived, he could tell by Jane’s face, something was wrong.
Jane explained that she was already engaged, and was to be married in May
During her confession to Tim, a tear ran down his face, but Jane stayed strong.

As the minutes passed, Tim realized what was going on.
He felt immediate regret for helping her that one day, in her time of need.
He thought all his feelings for her were gone.
But as Tim walked away, he realized that without Jane his heart would continually bleed.

Tim turned around and yelled for Jane,
But she was nowhere to be found.
As Tim’s heart shattered inside, the sky got cloudy and it began to rain.
As he hung his head down in shame, his ring, was on the ground

Soon the fateful day came,
When she was to meet her future hubby.
He was a wealthy man; Bruce was his name.
Not thin like Tim but rather tubby.

At first she kept her heart cold.
But he used his charm to melt it.
And the walls put around her began to unfold,
And she fell for the devil, a little bit.

Suddenly there was a loud knock.
Tim, never giving up, came walking through the door.
And there he stood and stared in shock,
And to this rich man, he did declare war.

“And what in the world is all of this?”
Said Tim with upset dignity.
“Who is this scoundrel? What did I miss?”
To this man he asked in hostility.

“My name is Bruce, and I’m Jane’s husband to be.
And what title is yours to be barging in here?
No matter, I’ll forget your insult to me.
Are you a servant perhaps? If so, get me a beer.”

Tim’s face burned red hot as his anger made it throb.
Such emotion couldn’t be described by the words of a mortal.
To Bruce he yelled, “Oh clam up you snob!”
And this insult made Tim’s heart somewhat less tortile.

Bruce’s face turned brick red too.
“That’s fighting words, you’re so gone!
When we’re done you’ll be lack and blue!”
To which Tim hotly answered, “Bring it on!”

And with those shouts the battle was on,
Both men battling tooth and nail.
And Jane stood by, an innocent pawn,
As two stags fought over this fine female.

Bruce grabbed from a table a deadly knife,
In order to end Tim’s quest.
But Jane jumped in front to save his life,
And Tim could only sit and watch as it went right through his lover’s chest.

The next part’s a pity, or so they say.
For Jane was now out of this worlds reach.
And as the ambulance carried her corpse away,
Tim ran to their former favorite spot on the beach.

Bruce got over it quickly,
Without very much emotional strife.
But the loss of Jane made Tim very sickly,
And he ended up taking his very own life.

Now you’ve probably think the villain’s won,
And the moral of this story has no worth.
But Tim and Jane met in heaven, while excuse the pun,
Bruce still had to live on this hell that’s called earth.