Juliette's Sonnet

I'm inventing my own sonnet style with an internal rhyme in the first line of each new rhyme scheme (i.e a-a, b, a, b; c-c, d, c, d; e-e, f, e, f; g, g). You'll figure it out.

We met in the Spring when the song birds sing,
And I somehow swept you off of your feet.
We thought we would have a brief little fling,
But our passion fueled combustion and heat.
You said with a sigh, "This one day would die--
Everything must waste away and expire."
So after “hello,” you practiced “goodbye,”
And you set out to extinguish our fire.
You have no clue just how much I loved you;
I loved you even more than my next breath.
But you abandoned my love and withdrew,
Forsaking it to an untimely death.
It’s proof that even a love that is great,
When fused with anger, transforms into hate.