I realize that the poem has no capitalization. I'm...

You're prettier than you expected, but it's just...
I've wished I could be the heartbeat beneath your...

The <> marks in front of sentences mean a...

First one in awhile. I know, I'm rusty, but tell...

The walls were cold. And dreary. Cold and dreary.
It was already raining, but your own self-made...

Disgusting.
It was utterly disgusting, the way everything was...

What was the sound of love? The taste . . . the...
Pale brown leaves, the texture of coarse words...

If you're eyes could scream just a little louder...
(Kiss me...

Spikes of hot air rush from between your lips...
He'd promised differently; all you could see was...

It's a chill, really.
Do you feel it...

If you whisper, "I love you," I might...
With a topsy-turvy set of you're not worth my...

They say getting back up is easier the third time...
It isn't...