If I could guess
It's been a minute
Since I thought about her.
Sixty seconds since
Her arms were
Wrapped up in my mind.

If I could guess
It's been a few days
Since she thought about me.
And I was far
From intertwined

It's like poison
Toxic, deadly and addicting
Coasing through my body
Clouding my mind
Taking over

Its consuming me
Within this detrimental thing called love
An Unstoppable force
Thats made its way into the deepest crevices of my heart

Its burning my lungs
Suffocating, tightening its grip
Firmly planted down
And unwilling to let go

A hallucinogen, stimulant
Drug trip made for two
Infused within my soul
Glowing with a venomous hue

Its posion is bitter sweet
The promise of affection drawing me in
Filling me with contentment
Before the consequences set in filling me with resentment

Its intoxicating
An endless haze of love, destruction and despair
A drug that ive become reliant on
The pain and suffering to prove that i am there

Allowing me to reach my high
Happiness and never ending bliss awaits
Though with every high comes a even worse low
Its leaving me on the ground, greif ridden and despondent
Desperatly yearning for what was

Stuck on repeat
In the same mindless cycle
Drawn in by the same toxic poison
Merely by a different name

My addiction called Love

Infatuation is...
not a blessing

It disguises itself as love
parades as an obsession.

Infatuation is...
such a hazard

It fills you with bliss and ecstasy
until it all goes awry.

Infatuation is...
heartbreak and agony

It fills you with dread and acrimony
shortens your days, lengthens your nights.

Forgive me, I have been foolish.
Infatuation has masqueraded too many times
as love.