Love is fun? Dangerous? Even exciting. It comes in many different forms, each better Than the last. "You are an ass!" She yelled in anger. "You started this! Everything was fine till you brought it back up!" He shouted as tears fell down his face. "No.." she softly spoke sitting down. "It started when you kissed me. Why are we even together?" She spoke even softer. His glassy eyes just filled with endless tears, as the heartbreak spread across his face. •Love could be labeled poison and we'd drink it anyways.•