Attentive, attentive, I was,
wrapped in your insanity
and hypnotically agreed
to ****** your parents
out of passion and love
for the menacing you.
we escaped chases
like true madmen,
and for a moment you
felt like my forever after.
I wondered why I still love you,
even when I figured that
you sold me out to the cops
and ended up questing for
another partner-in-crime
by yourself.
this poem is inspired by a dream I had a week back.