poem [no capitals intended] you are the love that cameĀ without
warning; you had my heart before I could say no. i fell in love
with the wrong type of love where i believed i could not live
without you in this world. i spent nights crying over you, my
birthday was spent stressfully i thought you did not love me like i
did because there was a girl who could have been far more prettier
who took your heart after you told me you loved me so much you cou
-ld die, why did it seem so real? why did the nights talking to you
felt the best i ever felt in years? why did i believe i needed you
to live as who i am now? all you did was kill the person who i was
in me.