Love. It's something I never wanted and decided I'd never have. Love nearly killed my mother. It devastated and destroyed her. I promised myself I'd never be captured or ensnared like she was. Love deceives. It isn't genuine. It doesn't last. It's just poison...a silent killer. The one taste I got nearly killed me but I was fortunate enough to escape it. But then I met him, and love didn't just catch me. I collided with it.