Love is no drug, you fool!
It would be more accurate to say it is a state of emotion and affection,
of care and awareness,
of conscience and consciousness,
all brought on by a series of complex chemical imbalances and reactions in the brain.
Yes, in the brain,
not in your heart,
not in your bones,
not in your muscles,
but in your brain.
If love were a drug, you fool,
you would take it in by needle and syringe,
inhale its smoke,
ingest its fruits or flowers,
drink its enchanted elixir,
let it fizzle and dissipate on the tip of your tongue,
or worse yet,
open wide—it’s a suppository!
Yup, that’s right,
right up the *** with your love—
if it were a drug, that is!
Just suffice it to say,
love is not a drug, you fool,
It just happens.
