THIS LOVE...

What kind of love is this?

Love so strong.

Love so strong it expels the mind from the brain.
Emotions that compel the true sanity out an innocent being.
Love that temporarily blinds even the widest eyes, “temporary” being the longest while.

This is Dangerous love!

How does one express such, verbally so... in words alone and nothing more?
How does one show it without being seen as stupid or naive?
This love so clear it needs not more time to understand what it is.
Where it comes from one may never know, but it is here... Right now.
Poisonous is what it is.

Love so Evidently and Psychologically Messy.

Like a dark cloud that hangs over ones’ head and strikes a deafening thunder or blinding lightning every now and then.

Constantly wakes one up from countless sleeps.
Leads an unconscious state to the loveliest paradise if there is such a place.

If none of all these make sense, then I am most certainly poisoned. I’m in danger.

Danger from the choices made by my heart, neglected and ignored at first but eventually lost in its existence.

Love. Love? Love! Sucks but it’s said to be wonderful.

For limited moments it feels amazing, until it locks one up to play victim of a heart in pain.

Restless nights tossing and turning... busy-minded-days trying to figure out how this came about.
Oh no it is never planned. And when one feels this, there’s no turning back.
You become enslaved to your own emotions.
Too proud to put in detail what is felt, this is the rightfully wrong kind of love.

Is there ever a way out? A safe route away from such a trap...

Oh yes, Love is a trap. A DOME of no colour nor sound.

Created without warning.
Attacks with no manual of dealing with it.
No easy way out!

What kind of love is this?

Love so strong.

Love so strong it expels the mind from the brain.
Emotions that compel the true sanity out an innocent being.
Love that temporarily blinds even the widest eyes, “temporary” being the longest while.

This is Dangerous love

The love I find myself muddled in.

Cogitating to find solution only to find confusion...
And migraine, Lol.

Keeping myself intact, thinking I have it under control. LYING TO MYSELF

Arg, This Love though...