her heart was a candle
and he just happened to be a flame
but soon the wax melted
and the love went away

- I thought we were in love

but I guess we are new to this type of love
though we don't fear death
we sure do fear dying

- love hurts my dear

even though he brought chaos with each life he touched
I loved him deeper still

- but did he love me

P.E

(these are all my poems, please don't steal them)