There was once a boy, he
fell in love with the girl
with brown hair and
beautiful blue eyes.
When she said
I love you too,
his whole world
seemed to fall
into place.
He fell in love with
her a little more each
day;
he loved her with
everything he was;
dedicating himself
to her in every way.
He was only sixteen
but he was sure
that he would call
her his wife one day.
Then one night, the girl drank
too much vodka, and with
dead eyes and alcohol flavored
lips, she kissed all the boys.
That night, the boy drank away
his pain, numbing himself from
the inside out; the whiskey, burning
his throat with every swig.
As he drank and drank,
the boy realized that this
is real life, not a fairytale,
and there are no
happy endings.
(DS)