Crazy

I stopped everything,

By day,by night...

Gradually,

I didn't write...

He was in my mind,

But out of sight,

He never cared,

I was write...

So why waste more time,

Space and energy,

If he's not mine,

But lives on my mind.

Once again I started to fight,

Against my desire,

About him I'd write.

Aware,sad and glad,

For the least,

I loved til I was mad.