Love leads us into strange places,
Indeed I have loved some strange faces,
But no love has been stranger than my love for you,
For you caused me not just to love
But to hate you too.
How love can turn so seamlessly into another
Bitterly strong emotion, it's like no other -
A virus of the soul that spreads and tries
To morph into fear of more of your lies;
Into anger at your selfishness;
Into confusion at your motives,
And all this time, it's like you did not notice
That what once was a pleasant yet fateful scene
Turned into the death of what could have been.
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