I'm Sorry I Called It Love

When you’re in love all you can think is
“I’m in love and it’s madness it’s madness.”
When the thrill is over and you’re left
to rebuild the ruins, you begin to see it
for what it really is: just a hit of dopamine,
a dose of serotonin. I’m sorry that I mistook
you saying how good I looked in that tight
dress as love, I’m sorry I mistook your fingers
imprinted into my thigh as love, 
I’m sorry I mistook what was simply a 
chemical reaction
as love.