Puppy Love

I wrote it for Brit Lit. We had to write a ballad. I got a 100 on it, so I guess it's okay-ish. Anyway, posting it here. Let me know what you think! :]

As kids, she'd chase him round and round

Until the sky got dark.

"Such puppy love, it's just so cute,"
Their moms spoke in the park.

 

Then as those two kids grew older,

The chase grew more intense.

She knew he wanted her as much.

So why he ran made no sense.

 

"It's just one-sided puppy love,

I see you as my friend.

I love you true, but in the way

I don't want this to end."

"End what?" she cried, at twelve years old.

"This will come back to haunt you!"
She dropped in tears onto the ground

And he held her, so true.

 

When high school came, the girl moved on.

The boy did too, in time.

But as they grew, he watched her as

Her beauty turned sublime.

 

He rang her bell one winter night

And waited in the cold.

The door unlocked; he stepped inside

And performed a move so bold.

 

He walked up to her and kissed her.

"I've loved you all my life.

One day, I swear, you take my word,

One day you'll be my wife."

 

She shook her head so miserably

That tears fell from her eyes.

She spoke words that were wholly false,

Words that she'd memorized.

 

"It's just one-sided puppy love,

I see you as my friend.

I love you true, but in the way

I don't want us to end.

 

One day you'll find your perfect girl,

And me, I'll find my prince.

You know that we won't happen."
Her words made the boy wince.

 

She spoke the words he'd said to her,

But from the other end,

It sounded like an enemy,

Not like words from a friend.

 

That night, they talked for hours.

He left her house in tears.

They went to different colleges.

The two lost touch for years.

 

She found her prince in college.

She thought he was so right.

Her first love got his invitation

The day he recalled that night.

 

They went to each other's weddings.

They watched the other cry.

When she died just months before him,

He tearfully said goodbye.

 

A letter was addressed to him,

Found beneath her bed.

With tear-filled eyes, he took a breath

And died with each word he read:

 

"My husband, he does love me.

Dear friend, I love him back.

But I never once stopped loving you,

Despite your harsh attack.

 

It was one-sided puppy love

At one time or another.

And yes, though people marked my heart

It was stolen by no other.

 

I'm dying, friend, I think you know.

But never, repeat, never

Doubt that I ever loved you true.

You'll be my love, forever."

 

"She can't be gone, she loved me still!
As well, she never knew

That although I said cruel things to her,

All the time, I loved her too."

 

They'd both found love, but both held back,

One secret, unconfided.

The puppy love had never been

At any point, one-sided.

Reviews

[Pale Rose]

This is such a sad poem! It has the perfect flow of a ballad and still the story is easy to understand nonetheless. What an excellent job! And thank you for submitting this to my contest!