It had been a year and you said you were ready to meet new people, I didn't agree but said okay anyways.You started haging around different people you had changed. But somehow deep inside I still felt that I loved you, You acted like you didn't know me not saying hi when we would pass eachother in the halls. It was as if you didn't care, you didn't care about what we had. Then I asked a guy out to the school dance, and you looked at me with jealousy as if you were not happy to see me with someone else. But it was your decision and I decided that it wasn't best but it was what you wanted.
The next day your mother called me to tell me, she told me that you were, you were DEAD!
I felt so bad, I didn't know what to do. So I ran, I ran as far as I could and then I took a knife out of my jacket and now I am here with you! And we are happy together!
