Why do we love things that do not love us?
Or, why do we like to chase things that are out of our leagues?
I’m not saying that the peasant cannot get his Baller Wolf.
HELL, even the whore has become the husband after all is said and done.
But what happens when you get into a situation where you do fall for someone,
and they do fall for you,
but it just isn’t possible to pursue it at that time being?
When it comes to forbidden love…