I'm addicted to the idea of love,
not merely the idea
but the whirlwind of emotions
that comes with it;
the care, the lust,
the jealousy and, belonging
But mostly the lust
I crave for it, the feel of love,
the feeling of being wanted
by someone,
the burning feeling in the heart,
when you're miles apart
And so I fall in love,
not once , not twice,
but many-a-times,
Sometimes in love with looks
but mostly with words,
they utter out of innocence
or so I tend to believe
I'm addicted lo love!
