Looking back on it now
It's startling how love can take a vice like grip on you...
Love sick
Love lorn
Love
Is
The
Drug
I lost my mind
Nearly jumped in front of a train
Drove through back streets
Wanting to crash the car
Just to feel something other than longing
Spent time
Wasted time
Wanting him
His intellect
His gaze upon me
His desire for me
Looking back on it now
In the coolness of a winters evening
I see myself
As he saw me
There are people who come into your life
Arrive
Like a hurricane
And I'm so pleased
I got a category five.
I see myself now
as he did then
The parts of the city
We inhabited
I became myself
I became
Love ..
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