Journaled Volume Four | Page 16

My life without you is the same

Except you came and made me think again

Every time you show your face I wonder

"What could/should have been?"

And once I'm over it, and over you

You show your face again

My hormones rage, butterflies float over

The frogs that inhabit my stomach, and

The cat has run off with my tongue

Leaving my foot lodged in my mouth

No, I'm not in love

I'm just topsy turvy because...

You have this power to make me...

forget all the others

But not having you is something