The day started out so fine,
with my heart locked up somewhere in the Devinne,
i thought it would be another pointless day,
but when i got to school, i realized that that was the wrong thing to say.
i had never had a boyfriend,
mainly because of my looks,
but that was all going to change,
i was going, in my life, around a bend.
i started off in class with everyone else,
with all my friends, sitting there laughing away,
my friends found it funny, no matter what i say.
i don't mean to make them laugh, but i had.
and for this i was glad,
the boy who i often dreamed about was looking in my direction,
he was watching me smile and laugh, making an ass of myself,
i pretended not to notice as he looked more and more in my direction.
but no. he couldn't be for me. i was a dateless person,
a fruitless person,
and he was the boy who had had at least twenty girlfriends in the last year alone.
he had the looks,
he had the charm,
he face was full of tone,
he laughed when i said something to my friends,
i turned pink,
i had to think.
the bell rang.
i left class he came. following me.
that was very funny he said,
thanks i said,
at this moment, i tried not to focus on him, but there was a very interesting bee.
Will you go out with me?'
the question was defiantly a shock,
in my mind, there was a boat waiting, white, me in white waiting on a dock.
OK, relax
but this was not to be true,
this was nothing but a dream.
are you going to answer me?' my mind snapped back.
Wye's
he smiled and walked off.
so we went out and like most couples on TV, we went to the movies and bowling and all other couply things, just like couples are
meant to be,
but that was until i found him in a park.
he was alone,
he was skinned to the bone.
i screamed, ran to wards him,
he was dead,
but there was a note.
it was addressed to me.
i will love you forever,
you are my one true love,
remember me,
remember the things we did,
remember the way we kissed,
remember that nice little bee.
remember me.
i cried again, louder if that were possible,
here he was dead, so i ran home, called the police and sat there waiting for them to come and see me.
and at the darkness i stare,
came to me was the horror of what i must do.
so i got my knife and waited.
i waited for his spirit to come and help me.
but it didn't come.
so i screamed into the night,
HEAVEN! YOU CRUEL THING!!'
i had the feeling he was watching me,
watching me step out of the light.
and out of the light i will forever stay,
until that day,
where my very first boyfriend will come my way.
