There was once a young man who was very much in love with a young lady.
Everyday, she was all he could think about.
All he could focus on.
All he cared about.
But he just couldn't seem to tell her.
He'd see her with her friends, laughing away.
He'd smile.
H'd wanted to laugh with her, but he couldn't.
He'd see her walking home, sadly and lonely.
He'd frown.
He'd wanted to walk her, but he couldn't
He'd see her at home, fighting and shouting with her parents.
He'd grimace.
He'd wanted to defend her, but he couldn't.
He'd see her in her room, crying her heart out to her pillow.
He'd bow his head in sympathy.
He'd wanted to help her, but he couldn't.
He'd see her run to the phone and call her friend.
He'd lighten up.
He'd wanted to smile to her, but he couldn't.
He'd see her agree with her friend, then hang up.
He'd calmed down.
He'd wanted to tell her it was all gonna be okay, but he couldn't.
He'd see her open the door, and watch as a boy came in and comfort her.
He'd growl.
He'd wanted to comfort her, instead of him, but he couldn't.
He'd see them slowly inch closer, to kiss.
He'd gasp.
He'd wanted to kiss her, instead of him, but he couldn't.
He'd see them always together, everywhere.
He'd cry.
He'd wanted to have her, instead of him, but he couldn't.
He'd see them finish school, together.
He'd turn away.
He'd wanted to be with her, instead of him, but he couldn't.
He'd see them get married and have kids.
He'd blanch.
He'd wanted to spend his life with her, instead of him, but he couldn't.
He'd see them grow old together.
He'd scoff.
He'd wanted to grow old with her, instead of him, but he couldn't.
He'd see her coffin being placed into the grave.
He'd smiled.
He could finally be with her.
