Love is a strange thing.
It's wonderful most of the time, but sometimes, it's like a drug with an addiction and lots of side effects.
I crave for love when my mind is not on track.
It gives me tinkles down my spine just to hear the voices of either of my previous lovers or even just imagining them.
Sometimes I wake up with tears in my eyes from a dream of my lovers and a sharp heartache afterwards. Wide awake in an instant. I guess I wouldn't need an alarm clock if I can master those dreams. Then again, that would probably kill me very soon.
Some serious side effects.
Never-the-less a miracle drug, indeed.
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