It is a beautiful thing that I was born irresponsibly, irrepressibly, psychotic. Oceans and ponds are just water. One mile or a thousand can be walked. It is beautiful that I wake up every morning as crazy and inconsolable as the one I was born on. I have never thought she was too far. Or beautiful, or successful for me. I am a fool but I won.
I rewrote this a dozen times and turned it into a valentines day poem for the girl it's about. This is the really raw version from the notebook. I thought it needed to go somewhere, and not anywhere she'd see it.