simple word's, simply thought's, strong belief's, and mystery,

when does love become obsession,

when does it take away all reason of thought,

when does it's word's become your logic of illusion,

when does it blind you into seeing what you want it to see,

when does it blanket another, into suffication,

when does it break all boundier's,

when does it bring about the different face's of you,

when does it not allow sleep, causing insomina, to be your day's, night's, sleep walking dream's,

when does it bring you to the breaking point of hiding behind bushes, hang up phone call's with no message,

when does it not allow nother to breath,

when does suffication become your view of the truth,

when does it's logic become's insanity, followed by death,

when does it not say let it go,

and when does your depiction, of these word's become your view, love, honor and cheerish,

to death do we part,