love

love is a funny thing.

it drives you crazy. it does your head in. it’s like a monster inside you. there’s a part of you that says, hey, this is crazy, and I’m so not thinking straight, but you know that part is not in control.

and there’s a part of you that wants it to be and a part of you that doesn’t want it to be.

mostly, you just want him.

your heart beats funny and and your stomach churns and he consumes your thoughts until every moment without him is torture and you lose the will to eat or sleep or do anything without him. it feels empty and pointless, even though you know it’s not.

love doesn’t make sense. and if you had never known it, how much better it would all be.

but you know it now.

you know him now.

and how could you change that now?

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