Twisted

Can it be?
What is this that i feel?
An unpleasant tickling
A Lukewarm sensation
A blend of many
But different feelings
sweet and bitter
Joy and sadness
Laughter and cry
I wish we never crossed path
I wish I never behold her beauty
Nor feel the warmth of her soft palms.
It feels like i drunk a poison.
I can only hope it doesnt kill me
For whatever i feel
If it is love
It can only be forbidden.