Isn't.

Because of you

I know what Love is

Or rather-

Isn't. 

Love isn't 16 missed calls 

within the span of 

8 minutes

While I'm at my prom

Love isn't being afraid to go to

School because you'll stop me 

in the hallway

And leave bruises on my arm

Love isn't ignoring my friends

Because you think

They are planning

To take me away from you

Love isn't threatening 

To spread intimate pictures 

Of me

To get me to talk to you

Love isn't being called 

Pathetic. Monster. 

And being hated by everyone in school 

Because I tried to save your life

Love isn't trying to hang yourself

In front of me

So I won't leave you 

Three months after 

My father shot himself.