Being an emotional being
Created to love and be loved.
Falling in love as a result of the fall
Gave love a new meaning
Attaching a new feeling
Redirecting it's resources to meet other needs.
I, never wanting to fall in love,fell in love
Some how survived with bruises all over
Thank God am still breathing.
I never imagined how fatal the fall could be
Though the idea lingered but the images were never formed.
Did you know all the resources love afforded,
Did not serve the original purpose?!
Rather than making things up it messed them.
On the long run, it would defame my personality
The deception so blinding
The vagueness so unrealistic
Illusion on rampage
Having the form of true love
Denying you of the fruits thereof.