Love’s an addiction,
You hallucinate bliss
The effects are deceiving
As cocaine’s sweet kiss.

Love is an illness,
Plaques the world, far and wide.
To be cured in a second
By heartbreaking lies.

Love is our flower,
So vibrant, yet weak.
To be stripped of its color
By winter’s cool heat.

Love’s a magician
Whose illusions fool all,
Until curtain closing
Its not magic at all.

Love is a secret,
Told by friends in the dark,
While Hate is the shield
That saves us all from our hearts.