Random Variables

I'm in love with a woman
I know not to love,
Her heart will never be free.
I waste my days, a slave to her ways.
She is the secret, I can never reveal,
The best I ever have known.
Hopelessly hooked on her like a drug,
Dead is the conscience; I knew so well.

Clarity now blurry.
Like Fire, She burns me alive.
I die a little more as days pass by
A fool, I get lost in those eyes every time
All doubts go away,
And I start with this life of lies again.

I woke up this morning,
Drenched in love potion and lipstick;
Cheap vodka, creased blanket.
Her eyes reflected of last night,
And the passion between us.
I note I was barely breathing.
Did you feel the same?
She smiled,

She's mine.

source:Yes,My Accent is Real(Kunal Nayyar)