February 16, 2008
By Danielle Bowersmith, Discovery Bay, CA

So there I was,standing in the rain,
Waiting for him,
But he never came.
Can't he feel my pain?
I've never felt so grim.

How can he do this to me?
I don't know what I did.
I thought he was the only one with the key,
The one to my heart,but now it stung like a bee.
Oh,if only I knew what I did.

Did he not want me anymore?
But what did I do?
We've known each other since we were four.
Now I feel really sore,
I miss the way he called me boo.

I sat down with a sigh,
I was alone in the park.
Thinking these thoughts made me want to cry,
But then something touched my thigh,
And when I looked up it was Mark.

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