slow poison

Love is a slow poison, it destroys me from within, oh God, how good it feels to let it run through my veins, so that my heart beats faster.
Love changes — and now I'm not myself anymore, I don't recognize myself in the mirror, I'm like a madman who can't stop.
Where is that unscrupulous guy who always rushed forward, and again texts come out from under my hands, oh God, what love does to me.
How I love to kill myself with love, to writhe in sweet agony, how I love to torment myself with it, realizing that there is only now, but tomorrow will not be, but love revives and makes you go forward, which means everything was not in vain.
My heart is joyful and sad, because I have changed again under your influence, I have become someone else again. Why did I let this poison into myself again, became addicted again. It could have been done differently, but then it wouldn't have been me. Sorry I couldn't keep you close.
How I love to kill myself with love,
To writhe in sweet agony.
How I love tormenting myself like this,
Realizing that there is only now, but tomorrow won't be.
But love revives and makes you go forward,
Which means everything was not in vain.
Love is poison, but in the right dose it's a medicine,
And I woke up from my sleep, I found myself again and go forward.
Another step towards myself, another fall to get up again,
After all, I am invulnerable, how can a person who is mortally ill be vulnerable?
I'm sick of you. Which means everything was not in vain.
How I love to kill myself with love,
To writhe in sweet agony.
How I love torturing myself like that,
Understanding that there is only now and there will be no tomorrow.
But love revives and forces you to go forward,
So everything was not in vain.