there is a story about boy,
who thought about love every day and
night
he wanted to see how it felt to be up in
the air,
so light.
the boy's name was devin
he fell in love with a girl whose last
name was evans
it was an ordinary day
but what can you say
he had a bad day
he was in the bathroom all day long
thinking to himself how long will it be
until he finds his love
but his thought was terribly wrong
who would love such a boy like him,
he was no more than a shadow
that lurk around the school just
staring around
at the people he had seen.
what would it take to fit in?
what would it take to find someone
who loved him,
for him?
he will never know.
as he walked to class
he saw a boy being an ass
to his girlfriend.
yelling and screaming
fighting and cursing, came ringing in
his ears
as he heard the couple fight.
it made him bite
his lip, trying not to yell
at the boy who had been mean to his
girl.
he passed by them, not saying a word.
he walked to class and sat in his desk
relaxing his head on top of it.
as he daydreamed in class,
he thought about love
the teacher walked in,
with thunder steps
raging on the class on today's work
the boy got up from his daydream,
as the teacher screams ringed in his
ears.
the expression on the teacher's face
was anger.
the boy looked at him and frowned
as he stared into the teacher's eyes
and finally drowned
into his rage
he felt like he was beginning to
be trapped in a cage.
the teacher barked at the class
as he lectured them about today's
subject
a person had called out to go the
nurses.
the teacher object
his question and carried on with his
notes.
the boy was scared,
out of his mind
what kind
of a teacher will be so mean
and cruel to not even let a person go to
the nurse.
what if it was an emergency?
will the teacher still not let him go?
the boy sat in his desk being mute.
suddenly he sees someone in the
corner of his eyes.
someone he never seen before
how long was she there?
how long was she in this class?
he never saw her before,
but he actually thought of her being
cute.
she had beautiful dark brown eyes
that even the sky and the sun
flashed upon her,
as she looked like an angel from far
away.
he stared at her once.
he stared at her twice.
felt a sensation
but asked a question
to himself.
what was this feeling he had?
devin did not know,
and never will find out.
he knew no such girl, such as her
will ever fall in love, and be
amazed by his true personality.
he was five feet and nine inches.
he just sat his forehead dead on the
desk and daydreamed what it would
be like to be in love or fall in love.
he questioned thought of the girl he
laid his eyes upon.
will he ever know her name?
the feeling for him wasn't the same
it was different, it was mysterious
he felt curious.
curious enough to try to find out her
name.
it wouldn't be too hard, would it.
he just probably had to find out
for himself.

the bell had rung,
as the chiming bells had sung
through his ears.
he hurriedly got up
walking to class,
not even laying eyes upon the new
girl.
he walked passed the hallway,
passing through people,
bumping in between,
finally approaching his second class.
he entered as he saw his second
teacher of the day.
it was his favorite subject
it was his favorite because he could
write his essays and stories,
to show his teacher.
the class was loud at first,
but as the second bell rung,
students came rushing through the
door,
sitting in their seats.
they were so hungry and wanted to eat
as the teacher greeted the class
devin sat on his desk and focus on
todays task.
as the other students tried their best
to relax in their seats,
and begin today's difficult task.
the task was an essay.
«fun!» devin would say,
in his head.
he looked around and stared at the
dead.
their eyes tired and stressed.
all they wanted to do was rest in their
homes and talk to their friends all day
long.
the teacher told them they had to
write a song.
a song for someone to dedicate to.
who will he dedicate this song to?
he does not know
maybe that girl,
he thought.
she was beautiful
she was heavenly
she was gorgeous
but he wouldn't write the name of the
girl.
to much fear
to the reaction he might hear,
from her being new and all.
but he could just stand tall,
couldn't he?
no devin was mute,
he hated to talk.
he always would walk,
thinking of his favorite memories.
his mother had died,
his tears creep down his cheek,
as he cried.
his favorite memories of her was
all the fun he had with her.
going to vacations and staying at
home,
doing no homework.
then the thought of his drunk dad,
who started to drink when devin was
at an age ten.
its been many years, six years
that mum had died.
there was no one to save her from her
tragic death.
his daydream ended with the bell
ringing in his ears.
time for his second to last class before
lunch.
he felt his stomach growling.
he pretty much didn't eat at all.
he had been awake last night,
walking down the quiet street of his
home, as he thought about where he
could find his love.
but for him there was no love.
the thought vanished, as he
approached his next class.
it was very boring,
because the teacher was so annoying.
the teacher had big round glasses,
he spoke monotone in all classes
he had thought at the school.
devin sat down,
not putting a frown
on his face, but instead he carried on
a different pace.
he sat at his desk,
waiting for a test,
that he forgot to study for.
he hated himself and his life.
as the students came in,
he spotted the same girl in his first
class.
she lightened the dark room,
with her beautiful smile.
some boys approached her to flirt.
some pushed devin out of his seat,
just to flirt with her.
as they talked to the beautiful girl,
devin heard her name, as she
introduced herself to the boys.
her name was ella.
ella evans
looked at devin, as he got up.
devin sat at another seat,
he was starving and was ready to eat.
he rested his head on his desk,
daydreamed of love.
devin was called on,
the teacher didn't hear him speak
and about a minute she said go on and
preach to the class about the world of
history.
even better thought why couldn't he
just speak about his story.
devin stayed silent, staring at the class.
mute
staring slowly at the girl he thought
was cute.
he saw the girl staring directly at him.
he didn't speak, and went back to his
seat.
resting his head on the edge of the
desk.
as the girl spoke,
someone had poke
devin with a pencil led.
devin didn't budge, he sat there
daydreaming of love.
love was all in his mind,
but there was no one as the same kind
as him, who would love this
personality, instead of his looks.
he was ugly, that's what people said.
all he wanted to do was get home
and be in bed.
he heard the bell ring,
as he finally got up from his
daydream.
he walked out of the door,
bumping into people between.
all the teens, he was one quiet teen
didn't say anything, just stayed quiet.
he saw ella in the distant, as there
were two girls talking to her.
she made friends easily,
easily for the new girl.
no one had been nice to devin on his
first day,
people only had to say
was he was a quiet dork,
he got pushed around like a piece of
pork, weak in his knees
and weak in the body.
nobody was nice to him, only cruel
and mean.
he did nothing to stop this mess,
so it got only worse.
people pushed him out of the way,
he had nothing to say,
so he just walked out of the school
and walked passed people, towards
his house. 
he was going to skip the rest of school.
who would of cared,
no one would have bothered
asking where devin went.
they would say good riddance that
quiet boy was gone.
he wanted to skip school for the rest of
the week.
he reached home and laid in bed,
sleeping.
none to bother him.

days passed, and the weekend had
passed.
he went back to school the next week.
he didn't catch much sleep,
he was too busy watching t.v and
playing video games.
he felt really weak, as he walked to
school
as he reached his school, he saw
people with new clothes on
he walked to class, as he passed by
ella.
ella looked at him, as he passed by.
ella waved her hand at him and said
«hi»
he did not respond, and kept walking.
ella followed right beside him, as she
tried to get his attention.
she stopped in front of him, he stopped
looked at her, then to the ground
with a frown.
ella spoke confidently, telling him he
missed days of homework.
she handed him the passed days he
wasn't here and smiled, still not
leaving.
devin said nothing for a minute.
thank you he had said, quietly.
ella stared at him and said you can
talk,
he looked at her and began to walk,
without looking back.
ella stopped him and he stopped in his
tracks.
she walked in front of him and faced
him,
giving him a hug and a small kiss on
his cheek.
he felt his body go weak, as the kiss
remained on his cheek.
ella smiled, and walked away
looking back at him.
he slowly smiled, as he felt his cheek
with the kiss he got from his crush.
he felt a blood rush, through his veins
as he smiled all day.
no one had anything to say
to him.
he walked to his first class,
seeing ella smiling right at him.
he sat in the back, letting his smile
lighten the class for the first time.
as heard the loud bell chime,
ella sat right besides him.
she held his hand and felt like it was
a dream coming true.
this wasn't fake, he felt joy and what
he wanted for so long.
it was love, and now he had waited,
finding his true love.

couple weeks passed, devin and ella
were both happy.
they walked around, holding hands,
as ella gave a kiss everyday on his
cheek before their next class.
he was happy, she was happy.
as the bell rang, it was time to meet
ella by her lockers.
as he approached the lockers, he heard
ella speaking with another boy.
a boy he knew,
a boy who made fun of devin for being
quiet.
what was ella doing with him?
he looked slowly, and saw them
talking about how they loved each
other and that he was only for making
the other boy jealous.
he wanted to scream at ella for doing
this to him.
instead he walked slowly away, as
he felt
his heart suddenly melt and break
into tiny pieces.
devin walked all the way home, crying
of the heart breaking scene he just
witnessed.
all the things ella said to him,
was a bunch of lies to make another
boy jealous.
she used him like a toy,
throwing him around like garbage.
she tossed his love in the thrash, and
never thought how he would have felt
when he found out.
he cried in his bed through the night,
as a bright light
allumed his teary face.
he went to his draw,
pulling out a small steel blade,
as the light shined upon it.
he looked at it, as tears rolled down
his cheek.
he slowly placed the edge of the blade
to his skin, crying his last tear
with no one to hear
his broken heart.
he slowly ran the blade across his arm,
giving him so much harm, as he saw
blood.
he then took the blade in his other
hand and ran it across his other arm,
with tears rolling down his cheek.
he finished with the blade,
as he laid
on his bed, crying with tears
with no one to hear his broken heart.
he slowly got up,
and walked to his father's room.
blood dripped from his arms,
as he went to his father's desk, as
everything was where it was before
his parents had left.
he went through a draw,
as he reached for a gun.
he looked at it, walking back to his
room.
he looked himself in his bedroom
mirror.
looking at his dying self,
staring into a boy's eyes that had a
broken heart.
a heart that he gave to a girl he
thought was his true love.
he pointed the gun to the side of
his head,
as he looked into the mirror one
last time, as he pulled the trigger,
falling to the ground.
his last tear he had cried, flow
down his cheek as he died.
one arm, two arms.
one arm was written with the words
«fallen soul»
as for the other it had words of
heartbreak,
it said «i love you ella»
as he laid there, dead
as blood seep through the floors,
his eyes stared up at the ceiling of his
room.
this young lover never found his
true love,
he died before finding his missing
puzzle piece of his heart.
he lost his heart to a girl,
whose last name was evans.
the boy's name was devin,
he was a boy who thought about love
everyday.
but now he is a fallen soul,
dead with a dead heart that was
broken by his love, or so he thought.
fallen soul was what he was,
he stayed that way.
fallen soul was his name,
he lost his heart to a girl who never
even was ashamed of what she did to
him.
she didn't know what happened to
him, to the fallen soul,
but she lied regretfully what she did
to the fallen soul.
fallen soul is dead,
and will stay like that with a broken
heart waiting for his true soulmate.
but for now he was only a fallen soul,
searching what he wanted the most,
love...