The girl that he met, during the time he started to write, would end up being his first love, and most of his poems would originate from the feeling he had for her. Just like most teens, he lost his first love, but not only once. Over the course of a year, he tried to be with her, but everytime he got her back, she would leave him again. All of the love, anger, and pain, that he was feeling when this was going on–he just let his emotions run his pencil across pieces of paper. What you will see in this book, is all the love, anger, and hate, that tormented Paris, through these three years of his life.