Love Drunk

Love Drunk.

What a strange phrase.

But at the same time, so appropriate.

When we are in love, we are giddy, happy, a little dizzy, and want to dance.

But at the same time, it can make you act strange, it can make you hurt people you love, it can even make you sick.

With all the pros and cons, how can you decide.

Do I dare?

Is it something I can handle?

Do I want that to be a part of my life?

At the same time, how can I not?

I'm not whole without it!

I hate that other people have it and I don't.

I want to be love drunk.

I hate the idea of it.

It tears me apart on the inside.

Why can't it just happen?

Why do I want it to happen?

Love Drunk. Hah! Stupid Cupid.

I hate this.

I love this.

Why can't I just make up my damned mind?

Because I might as well be Love drunk.