Love is a form of suffercation
I can't stand that kind of dedication
Nor the feeling of restriction
It is worse then a addition
Love is really an illusion
That spins around in revalution
I'd rather find a new demension
Then persevere on that intention
It is a figment of imagination
To some a full time occupation
Love is a unequivocal obligation
More then unrestrained infatuation
love can be reality or misconception
Causing the hearts palpertation
There's no real discription of the reaction
Caused by this kind of an attraction