I guess this is love, then–

A state where I can’t

Think about anyone

Or anything else–

But you,


No matter what.

Boy–I tell ya!

Get me outta here

I wanna go back to when

I wondered what love was

Instead of knowing.

At least then

I could buy groceries

Without sobbing.

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