
They say that love is blind.
That it can spur you on to do things you never thought you could.
Good things, but in my case bad things.
Stuff that shames me.
Furtive activities I hide from my family and friends.
Worst of all, it can make you get involved in illegal actions.
At least that's true in my case.
I fell hopelessly in love.
I was euphoric.
It was pure bliss.
I didn't want to do this horrible thing.
I didn't want to take part in something so evil, something that can hurt others.
It's against everything I believe in.
Repeatedly I ask myself, "How did it come to this?"
No one would believe it.
But I guess I know the answer.
It's all about love.
I am desperately in love.
Passion made me feel that I had no choice.
The idiom is true.
Love does blind you.
So day after day, I live a lie.
A lie, based on my feelings.
Sadly, I proved that I would do anything for love, even if it was corrupt.
I'm miserable about it, but I am still in love.
I AM ALSO STILL DOING BAD THINGS!