Insanity

Lately I didn’t talk to you so much and I feel it in my heart. I feel something is missing and I feel things are changing around me. What’s was happening I wondered. It just hit me. Being in love can make you feel different, see different things you never saw before and see normal things in a special aura. My love didn’t change but apparently it’s been a while since you were close to me and we share some moments. Funny how some things can change huh? Being in love is, now I think, an insanity. Must be. How else will you explain a simple dog can become so precious and how a simple rain can be so sweet and how a 9 AM McDonalds breakfast can taste so good.
Being around so many sick insane people made me feel bad. I always thought better I die then become like them. Loosing your mind can be maybe the worst thing ever. Seeing people visited by family and not recognizing them makes you wonder what is this life meant for? Now I realize maybe love is insanity too. They saw flowers where there was nothing and they saw spiders on plain walls. Why shouldn’t we see sweetness where there was dark and why shouldn’t we feel happy when we were sad.
Being in love makes you mistake an ordinary man for a prince and an ordinary woman for a goddess.
I will love you and feel what I feel now forever. If not forever, I dare to say until the sun grows cold and the stars grow old.