Your Love is a Disease

My heart swells

Every time  you say

You are here to stay

 

It beats twice as fast

It bleeds twice as much

 

My heart is too frail

Too frail for your love

For your love is no ordinary

Your love is a disease

A disease so deadly

I can find no remedy

For the remedy is also you

Your love.

My disease.

My remedy.

 

My heart dies

Every time you say

You are here to stay

 

But you always

Fly away

 

My heart is too frail

Too frail for your love

For your love is no ordinary

Your love is poison

But also the antidote.

Kills my heart all the time

And revives it again in no time

Your love.

My poison.

My antidote.

 

Author: aysabaw

Aysa is a self-proclaimed hotelier without any culinary talent. She used to fly around Dubai for ten years via her magic carpet but destiny led her to a new path. She is now a little mermaid swimming in and around the Maldivian waters. If she is not reading her books, writing something comical, leaving rubbish comments on your posts or strumming her guitar, then she's up to some mischief.

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