That Boy and Girl

This is a true story -- except the reading the poem part. >.< It was painful.

That Boy and Girl

 

 

She's that girl with the brunette bangs.
She's that girl that rejoices and dances in the rain.
He's that boy who's immature and high-spirited.
He's that boy who's never wordless or defeated.

He's that boy that she fell for.
She's that girl that always has something to endure.
She's that girl that's feelings for him are much too strong.
He's that boy that's feelings probably couldn't stay for long.
He's that boy who always jokes around.
She's that girl who's imagination is abound.

That girl and boy, is the chemistry there?
That boy and girl, friends or something more?
With that boy you can never tell.
With that girl tears there well.
Will something happen with that girl and boy?
Will there be good memories about each other in the future?

Their friends did strive to try,
for him to ask her something that would make her mouth dry.
Their friends, their tries did work.
That boy asked that girl the question that would soon make her hurt.
That girl was ecstatic and on top of the world.
This is the beginning of a story to be heard.

She's that girl who was soon confused.
He's that boy that before didn't know she was delicate with her heart bruised.
That boy and girl didn't talk to each other for long.
That boy's behavior around her made her wonder if they did belong.
This began the nights that she'd cry.
This began the nights that she wanted to die.

Didn't that boy know that messing with someone's heart was the worst thing you could do?
From experience that girl knew that statement was nothing but true.
Eventually the rumors started.
From that moment on her mind departed.
That girl had thoughts pessimistic and depressing, all the same.
That boy probably had no idea that those thoughts came.
Some way, some how it was never he who comforted her.
Some way, some how he was never ever there.

That girl and boy, was the chemistry still about?
That boy and girl, was a lesson being taught?
That boy showed no affection.
That girl was given a heart broken infection.
Would that boy and girl still be an item by the end of the day?
Had that boy's feelings for the girl stayed?

By the time three weeks had past,
a dark cloud around that girl was cast.
That girl's anger and sadness became a volcano.
Her bad feelings would explode into an inferno.
It was constant that tears becknoned to fall down her face.
It was constant that her friends were on that boy's case.
That girl, she was sorry, she really was.
That boy was a mystery and that is why she liked him because.

That boy would pass her in the halls.
That boy was cutting up her heart with saws.
That boy didn't know a single thing,
it was her friends that with them the bad news would bring
It was rare that they were seen together.
They would barely sit next to each other.
That boy knew nothing about her,
even though her strong feelings were still there

Every day that girl was scared,
that the end of them would be bared.
That girl couldn't look at him without being in pain.
That boy, he had her heart, and it was being slane.
And the signs from him said 'I didn't notice'.
That girl would sit in her dark room, wishing to fall into abyss.
Maybe then the pain would dissappear.
But would that boy still be there and appear?

At that point her motto was 'Fall to the feet of your beholder and give them your heart'.
And because that was it she was afraid their paths would part.
At the time that girl stayed in corners.
And there were few that knew her thoughts and were the barers.
That boy didn't know that girl wanted to be held.
That boy didn't know the stuff she'd never told,
when was the one who should probably know first.
Even the slightest attention that boy was for that girl a thrist.
Next comes how this message was said.
The answer to that was this poem was read.