What’s with how I feel?

What’s the big deal?

Every time something is right,

I loss sight of what is right.

Forgetting all that I should

And think of what could,

Could ever be here to stay?

Attacking my dreams and hopes,

I need to wash with soap,

To take away these thoughts.

Can you love too much?

Does thinking of such,

Matter that much?

Loving the way I do,

Always thinking of you.

Loving for us to be

Together for entity.

Thinking too much of what isn’t,

And never should be.

Thoughts of you wont leave me,

Following like a shadow that be.

The pain it comes now,

Like some sort of high.

But not from the drugs I take,

But the sleep I need to gobble