The End Poem by Araz Sregor

It was the summer when it started,
Two happy souls never wanted to be parted.

When she seen him she thought she could fly,
Fly so high she could touch the sky.

She thought he was perfect, someone sweet,
But little did she know he was a cheat.

Then one night they had a fight,
He took off without a sight.

She stayed at home and cried alone,
As she drifted off, ring went the telephone.

It was the phone call she had always dreaded,
To find out that her boyfriend’s life had ended.