My lover caused my death

My story begins on a school day,
in an art classroom,
molding with clay.
the cutest boy in the world sat next to me
my mind was fogging up,
my hands were shaking and i hoped he couldn't see
Will you go out with me?'
i almost slapped myself,
to make sure that this was no fantasy,
this is some sort of joke or Dare i replied.
No, this is for me.'
i agreed and we went out,
he was as much fun as cute,
but there was something to doubt,
why was he wanting to go out with me?
other girls started and i shook,
as my hand that he took,
and i loved him, Tully loved him
but this dream was not to last,
as i found later on,
we where at a party,
one of the popular parties and i could not find my love.
so i went looking,
up the stairs,
down the corridor,
through the door that concealed the sight that would break my heart,
my one true love was there,
with a girl who belonged to his friend, Bart,
they were kissing. they way he used to kiss me.
i yelled,
he said he was a man and he needed more,
and that i was still his,
and if you listened, you could hear my heart tearing.
i ran, he was behind me,
i tripped on a stone,
it was dark and i could not see,
i made it home,
he gave up,
in my room i slit my wrist,
as i red fountain meets my eyes,
pain came which i knew to resist,
my room door opened,
he was there,
the love of my life,
watching my die,
he spotted my arm, saw the fountain,
ran to my side,
i feel into his lap, and died,
some say my sole will forever lie
on my lovers lap.