nobody told me i
needed armor for this battle

i though i had already
won the war.

blank pages
reach out
smack me in the face
stick out their tongues
and mock me

my thoughts
your "thoughts"

my love
your "love"

my passion
your "passion"

me
"you"

my brain is suddenly exploding
with ideas and i can't
write them down fast enough
there is a lump in my throat
and i don't know why
and all i can think of is you
and i can't stop
and am i going crazy?