Is it wrong?

I was listening to Mehndi Hassan today.. while working on my term project.. I heard the verses
"mere zindagee ke maalik, mere dil pe haath rakhnaa.. , tere aaney ke khushee mein, meira dum nikal na jaayein! Mein nazar se pee rahaa hoon yeh samaa badal na jaayein..Na uthaao tum nigaahein, kaheen raath dhal na jaayein".. such beautiful words full of love..I agree it is not the soul-to-soul deep-emotional-bonding that he is talking about, the poet. He is talking about romance in typical urdu poetic style.. One can almost say it is cheesy.. But, that is not what I was thinking about.. I was thinking about what happens in peoples' mind when they are in love.. when they feel so strongly.. when the cheesy cliched words *feel* like the perfect things to say..I thought about how it felt to fall in love.. It is really intoxicating..It is probably the strongest emotion I have ever felt.. and believe me, I am capable of some strong emotions.. I wonder if others feel like this too.. when you settle down.. but you miss the unsettledness.. when you are blissfully satisfied.. but silently crave for ecstasy.. I wonder..

I want to go back... to the days of my first romance..
To the slow-breathing, heart-racing, trance..
Sweet caressing,with no-hands-touching dance..
when worlds were made or shattered with a fleeting glance..

I remember of times when I would float in the clouds
when your look, I imagined, undressed me in the crowds..
I remember how I sank in to the dark deep abyss
and when you went past me not knowing any of this..

When I searched for private messages in any common phrase..
When bumping in to you set my skin and thoughts ablaze..
When you and I, and I and you, were in our own secret maze..
Running, yet chasing, hiding yet seeking, oh! our never-ending race

Back when every rain made rainbows with colors in perfect blends..
Back when me and my ideal self were still good friends..
Back when world was full of purity, possibilities, and happy ends..
Dreams didn't compromise.. and expectations didn't make amends..

My days, nowadays are relentless what-ifs
My nights toss and turn in unanswerable whys
Is walking on a plain better than a fall off the cliffs,
When you have had that one blissful soar to the skies?

Well, I had lost, and I am even, what now, do I expect to gain?
Why do I want the roller coaster of pleasure and pain?
Is the wait beyond contentment, for exhilaration in vain?
Is it wrong to wish to fall in love again?