Love is selfish like a thief that strickes at night,consuming my mind,clouding it for the desire of another,Robbing me of all other thoughts,feelings and sights...Pushing my heart futher and futher.
Love is controlling,taking charge over my entire life.My thoughts,my dreams,my days,my nights Fusterating me and causing strife It is as if someone is turning on and off the lights.
Love doesn't rest or sleep.It goes on and on whithout ever stalling.It causes my heart to cry out and weep I suppose this is Love's calling.
To cause me not to give up hopeor desire...This is the part of Love I admire.
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