Love is ******* crazy.

And it makes me crazy.


And i hate it.

And i love it.


I don't know what to do with it

Or without it.


And i don't know how to handle it.

But i do know that i need it.


I need him.


I need to know that i can tell him anything,

That i can trust him with everything,

And that we can be happy together doing nothing.


I want love.

I need his love.



*(and i have it)