Again, I lost myself searching for love.
And I was enchanted by your beautiful lies,
which hide the hurtful truths.
Later it shattered me.
Again, I gave you my love because,
I was infatuated with you.
Because you had bewitched me.
Still, I love you and I always will.
Because, I don't know anything other than loving you.
© anotherdeadpoet