#Love is madness. Did you just ask why I said love is madness? If the affair is smooth, you think life's good; once it goes soar, a rage of vengeance, madness and hatred starts to overwhelm.
Thought you smiled,
I assumed it was to me.
But I saw you laugh,
I thought I made you happy.
You indeed were happy,
I thought I was the cause of joy.
Thought you slept in my arms,
I felt I was a relief.
But you indeed snored on my chest,
I thought in me you've found comfort.
Thought you were cold,
So my thoughts were vain?
Now I weep,
like a Hyena.
Cloaked as a love predator,
waiting on time to avenge.
This time,
you will "thought" like I did
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