Fallen Victim

I truly admit i've never fell so fast before. Fallen victim to this illusion called love. What is love but a feeling, an idea? If I cannot see or feel, it cannot be real...or can it? Maybe the illusion is perceiving love as an illusion. Maybe nothing is fake, yet all too real. Fallen victim to this feeling called despair. I truly admit i've never fell so fast before. Oh, how I adore you. Your hands were swift to take my heart. As I was swift to take my time. Forgive me dear. I truly admit, I never thought it would go this far.