crazy and bound to me.

On some nights I lie awake and wonder if you’re thinking of me,
For no other reason than to be vain,
I want you to still think of me,
Let your every thought be consumed by me,
Because that means this was worth it,
And that I thought the same way you did.
I can’t stand thinking this was all in vain,
Vanity and I go hand in hand,
She keeps me sane, and loving every bit of the insanity I crave,
I wonder,
Is the body keeping you warm at night as good as me?
Does she love you the insane way I do?
Because I know no one will ever compare,
To you or to me,
And I know you’ll never have another the way you had me,
Freely, fully and insanely…
Enough to keep you coming back again and again and again
Until it wasn’t,
And I’m lying awake,
Wondering why my insanity wasn’t enough to keep you,
Crazy and bound to me.

21 thoughts on “crazy and bound to me.

  1. davidjhopcroft says:

    Craving with a reflection questioning sanity. That might be so near the truth at times and so a wonderful idea to explore in your writing. Does it actually lead to insanity if it becomes an obsession? Does vanity vanish or will she always be there? Nice writing as usual, loved it 🙂 🙂 🙂

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