It's started now. It's changing me. Your love,
That is. Invading me...but that's ok.
I want it to. I know it's best for us.
I feel it working in me, eating away:
It comes and reaches deep inside me now,
Slowly at first, but always gaining speed;
The trickle now a flood that won't allow
A respite; rather, fearless now, it feeds
On what it will my pride, my selfish thoughts,