crazy.

i already knew
you were crazy.
but this
was love
i was talking about.
no amount
of crazy;
no amount
of mistiming;
it doesn’t
even touch
the side.

i stopped trying
to stop
long ago.
i stopped caring
that your face
followed me
as i drifted
to sleep
every night.
you’re a part
of me now.
always.

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