From what I hear,

You're a frightening mass

Moving ever so swiftly

Through the crowds;

Pouncing on unsuspecting victims.

Victims I declare!

For the most miserable people I have ever seen

Have been in Love.

But for some reason,

Those that have felt your power

Never seem to hate you for it

Or regret opening up their heart to you.

How do you so easily coerce people

Into doing your business?

I don't understand your game plan.

But if I'm to be honest

I'm rather jealous of the people that I see.

Wretched folks

Falling out of reality and

Living in quite a distant fog.

Perhaps I have just managed

To outsmart your thievery.

I still await the day

Where you come to seize me.