Andrea

This tree died,  
Cuz I'm in love with you.  
I needed this papyrus.  
To write to you.  
Some toxic chemistry.  
To smear when I forget,  
My hands are on it.  
Spilt this cup,  
All over the sonnet.  
Not sure if you know how I feel.  
Looks like William Shakespeare,  
Just got killed.  
I hope you got the message.  
The trees hate me.  
Every bird despises me.  
It wasn't the birds nest I wanted to take.  
They need to chill.  
I'm trying to be real.  
How can love be wrong?  
For you,  
I'd cut down the Amazon.