"You know how scared I am of elevators
Never trust it if it rises fast
It can't last
Uh oh, I'm falling in love
Oh no, I'm falling in love again
Oh, I'm falling in love"
-Taylor Swift, Labyrinth

I find myself entangled,
in the web of infatuation's sweet embrace,
like a black widow,
an arachnid,
whose venom is like poison to the skin,
pinprick-like pain,
deep-seated into the wounds,
I sting and bite,
to those who step over my heart,
and,
whenever someone's presence,
feels like a threat.