Is it wrong to fall in love with someone completely wrong for you?
Wrong so want them so much that a brush of their hand will send an ache through your very bones?
To love them wholly even though you can never tell them?
Be powerless to the unknowing control they have over your heart, and unable to ignore it should you be pushed aside?
Love is an illness. It starts so sweet and when you least expect it, it knifes you in the back like a traitorous friend. "Et tu, Brute?"