I experienced love in the form of a disease
Which didn't felt too bad
When it was incubating
But then it slowly spread as an epidemic
Throughout my being
In the form of unkept promises
Contradictory actions
Weightless and later vile words
Lack of concrete commitments
Reluctance to compromise
Monstrous ego
Blighted dreams
Which wrecked havoc with my emotions
And caused terrible mental agony
While amplified carnal lust seared my body
And imparted a lasting soreness to it
I may not have succumbed to this disease
But I'm still recuperating and recovering
It has slayed my strength and desire to love again
Just a morass of tear Inducing memories
Is all I'm left with