A Boy And A Girl

My eyes still burn from the tears.
My minds still racing from the fear.
My heart keeps pounding too hard.
My body is trembling... We're too far apart.
My breath is coming to fast.
My lungs are burning so bad.
My face is so hot, it stings.
My mind is remembering.
I'm remembering there was a boy.
And I also see a girl.
They look so unsure,
About themselves? About the world?
I see that the boy is alone.
I see the girls wretched past.
I see that the boy has no home...
And the girl is falling too fast.
I see something between the two.
A force that's holding them strong.
But the boy doesn't feel what the girl feels too.
The boy still feels alone.
Theres a hardship pulling the two apart.
The boy says their feelings aren't okay.
The girl begs and offers her heart.
But the boy says he just can't stay.
I see that the girl is now broken in half.
Her heart is just an empty shell.
She tends to cry and dwell on the past.
And wonders how she ended in this hell.
But as soon as she figures it's time to give in,
The boy comes back anew. 
The girl doesn't know where to begin.
So the boy just answers with "I love you."
Their love is strong for quite some time.
Until the boy finds another.
The girl, she thinks it's all just fine.
But she doesn't know the boys found a new lover.
Soon the girl sees this is the truth.
And that this boy is no good.
But she can't help but feel for him too.
If only he understood.
The girl loves him with everything.
She has and she always will.
And though she knows the boy feels nothing.
She can't see herself without him.
So she fights and she pleads.
But she's never loud enough.
And she knows he's all she needs...
She knows she's in love.
Sadly, this story is far too long.
And far too sad.
So don't feel bad. 
For thinking this girl was mad...
Because she is.
Mad in love with a boy for to good for her.

Reviews

[Breanna Ragland]

Sorry, that should be far at the end not for.

[Brandon S. Whitten]

I don't know what to say, except this poem, by far is a peace I love. Very well written, down to the last heart string. Beautiful song within you plays and sings like an angel.

[rwar ish me]

this is very nice,
I can relate to this piece.
This is well written also.
Very nice job with this one.
~Amai