She walked along the beach one day,
backpack in her hand,
she walked herself right up to me,
and grabbed a hold of my hand.
I love you oh so much she said,
but i know you don't love me,
Even though I disagreed
I couldn't contradict.
She pulled an envelope from her bag,
and handed it to me,
scribbled on the front it said,
do not open for three more days.
She kissed my hand and went away,
disappearing from my view,
curiosity plagued in me,
causing me to look.
The envelope slid open
with the slightest touch of hand,
and out popped a poem,
with an emo touch to it,
It felt as though it was rushed,
containing no beat or rhyme,
in it you could feel despair,
and that thought plagued my mind,
at the bottom posted a warning,
read every other line,
and as I read i realized,
that this wasn't just mine,
Every other line,
contained a hidden phrase,
she hid a secret message
for only her eyes and mine,
hidden in this poem,
she hid her heart and soul,
in this secret poem,
she hid her suicide note.

