People wonder why I fall so hard,
With little knowledge about who they are,
But little do they know that it's not a choice,
It's a condition that haunts me,
Far from a blessing and close to a curse.
Uncertain if I will ever be cured from this hopeless attachment,
Which makes me dream dreams that will never happen,
Failing to let go of this love addiction
It is my drug and I can't resist it.