This Crazy Love

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This crazy love of ours,

like a carousel out of control,

faster than a roller coaster.

You come and build me up,

put me on a pedestal,

then just as quickly,

you are gone

and I’m left waiting, waiting –

is it worth my time?

 

This crazy love of ours,

it comes and it goes –

spinning like a top.

You started it going,

you took my breath away,

now I wonder,

if one fine day,

I’ll be left alone

and aching.

 

This crazy love of ours –

Where did it start?

I think it was the day,

you came and took my heart.

Now my days cannot begin,

without a smile from you

and the days that start,

when you’re not here,

are the days,

that have no beginning

and no end.

 

This crazy love of ours,

has me waiting for the love letters,

that you promise to send –

when you go far away.

Days come and days go,

calendar pages turn,

you are nowhere to be found –

my world continues to go round and round.

 

This crazy love of ours,

has my heart beating double time,

my head spinning,

making me fly above the clouds,

come kiss me and set my feet on the ground.

Tell me that you love me

and make my happiness –

know no bounds

 

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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2 Responses to This Crazy Love

  1. Sadly true for too many.
    Crazy love which is cruel.

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