As the night comes,  
you slowly sneak in,  
stealing not only my dreams,  
but also my sleep.  
Yet in daylight,  
I can't escape;  
you capture my thoughts
beautifully bittersweet.

In fact, the daytime is worse;  
you take my appetite and thirst.  
I should have noticed  
from the very start,  
when you traded my steady pulse  
for a racing heart.  
You've kidnapped my mind,  
and possessed my soul;  
if I let you, my love,  
you'd swallow me whole.

Yet, I can't blame you  
for this ‘grief’ called love;  
you have no idea  
that you are a thief!  
You've stolen my heart  
and my reason, too;  
I'm lovesick,
I’m pining
forever thinking about you.

Lizzie Bevis