Crap happens

well now that i gave you a brief history on poetry, theres no need to continue with boring posts.
So let me just tell you something, about a week ago it was birthday, i had a great time turning 18. Now it gives me alot of freedom to do alot more stuff.
Its great!
....Until a guy ruins it. Literally poems are mostly all about LOVE, not all the time but most of the time!
What is Love,
if you cant share it with someone,
What is trust,
if the person u love isn't honest,
What is bravery,
to want that person thats so full of crap,
Its because that isn't love its mainly a sense of ignorance.