I love you.
and I'm afraid.
I love you.
and I am ashamed.
I love you.
and Cupid has bad aim.
I love you
and I feel stupid.
is this all a dream?
maybe the type known as lucid.
loving you is unhealthy
because you don't see me the same.
loving you is scary, on the contrary
loving you drives me to insanity
but yet you are my clarity.
your words taunt me
like a game quietly whispering
in my ear in the night
to come and play.
this love is toxic
this love is sick.
it isn't even love.
maybe an obsession.
unhealthy