The meeting

They met on that day,
when it was recess,
he gave her a bouquet,
she smiled and blushed,
and knew her hopes will never be crushed.

On the next day,
when it was lunch,
she was away,
the boy was worried,
to her house he hurried.

She was sick in bed,
the tears that he shed,
was for the girl in bed.

She was on the edge of dieing,
and he was on the edge of crying,
he didn't know what to do,
and knew he couldn't push through.

A week after she lay there dead,
she lay there on here bed,
like a beautiful angel,

As he walked in
he couldn't believe what he was feeling within,
his heart was broken,
no words from him will be ever spoken.

For the rest of the year,
he never spoke because of that fear,
he always visited her house,
leaving flowers.

Two years later,
he lay on his bed dead.
now he can join her ahead.

He finally spoke a word up there,
and she just started to glare.
With a big smile she gave him a kiss,
together at last where heaven exists.