poem [no capitals intended]
you are the love that came
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.
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