Éjjeli gondolatok

'love'

I always thought love would come boom, butterflys in my stomach even if i see them.

But love is a little creature who lurks in the dark, seeking victims who'd fall for it's promises. It watches you from your shoulder and slowly starts taking over your heart.

When you talk to them, hear, look at them this creature lets those misterious butterfly's out to your stomach. Sends shivers over your body whenever you just think of them.

Soon your brain will overload with their face, voice, it'll only play those memories.

You know it's all fake, but love's like a drog, once you'll try it, you'll need more and more.. until once you overdose.

And that creature, (someone calls it 'the devil' or 'love' maybe you'll see it as them) will laugh at every little thing you do just to keep them close.

But if it leaves, the void it leaves with itself is so big, and you just sitting in your room, tears streaming down your face, thinking how good it was when you belived it's real.