Love Is An Illusion

From the very start we’re told

A lie we’re taught to have and hold “from this day forth”

It casts its spell and then we’re sold

But years will be unkind

We learn we cannot push rewind or take things back

We’re helpless and blind

All because

It’s the grandest illusion

A sympathetic liar

The damnedest delusion

Our heart’s desire

A poet’s disease

Is Hollywood to blame?

Does every story end the same?

Is expectation just too high to play the game?

It may be we both changed

But tell it to my face if there’s another reason

Don’t go saying it’s just a phase, no...

It’s the grandest illusion

A sympathetic liar

The damnedest delusion

Our heart’s desire

Unconditional, metaphysical

It’s the greatest liar

Purely physical, simply chemical

Caught in the wires

It’s the grandest illusion

A sympathetic liar

The damnedest delusion

Our heart’s desire

Just an outlandish confusion

Don’t we ever tire?

The heart’s greatest pollution

We keep aiming higher

A poet’s disease

A fatal disease...