It's All Your Fault

The fault is all yours, 
I have a disease with no cures, 
That is love, which is highly contagious, 
But it's the only disease which is so pious, 
When I saw you first, 
That day was my last, 
Of having a sound mind, 
Even if you looked, yourself you would find, 
I went blind after you, 
In your thoughts, I always flew, 
Going in the wrong way, 
Watching you rapidly sway, 
Too much away from me, 
I could not convince myself, was it my destiny? 
When you laugh & talk, 
My eyes get locked, 
Only on your eyes, 
I can't recover after thousand tries, 
All thanks to you, ignoring me, 
Without giving reply any.