trying 💌 poetry

i love this song

i love this song

"i love this song," he said, looking at the teenage girl who was sitting across from her, as a beautiful love song played.

she looked up at her best friend, "me too."

"i'll make sure to play it on our first date then."

she widened her eyes at him,"first date?"

"will you go on a date with me?"

"of course!"

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"i love this song,'' he said, looking at his girlfriend who was dancing beside him, music blaring at the party they were attending.

she looked up, unknowing of what he was hiding, "me too."

"then i'll make sure to play it at your funeral."

"my funeral," she furrowed her eyebrows.

"i hope you saw this coming," he stated, taking his hand from his pocket and stabbing her in the stomach with the knife he had stored in his suit.

"of course," she muttered, taking her last breath and falling to the floor.

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again i say- why is everything i write so angsty