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.