You Think I'm Crazy

It's an intriguing love poem.

Your cousin thought I was crazy, and she dumped me.

Frankly, I don't care what she thinks about me.

If Renae were as crazy about me as I want her to be,

She’d gladly take me back and have her first child for me.

 

Did she tell why she got so mad at me and cursed me?

She called me a damn liar because I didn't tell her I was married.

And she said that she didn’t want to speak to me again.

The truth is that she didn't ask me about my marital status.

 

I didn’t know that Renae gave you her cell phone to spite me.

I’ve tried numerous times to get in touch with her,

But every time I call her, you answer the phone.

And you’ve never objected to discussing romantic subjects.

 

Sometimes you even start a conversation about love.

Even though I still love Renae, I want you to take her place.

To be honest, I really don’t want to hurt her feelings,

But I have no other choice except to tell you these things.

 

You didn't hesitate to say that you were a 16-year-old virgin.

Your erotic voice gratifies me, and I'm so attracted to you.

Even though I haven't met you in person yet,

You seem to be the sort of girl that I'd like to impregnate.

 

Naja, you think what I’m saying to you sounds crazy,

But you won't feel the same way when we start a relationship.

I’m not pressuring you into making a hasty decision.

The best advice I can give is to wait until you turn eighteen.

 

You think I'm crazy because I want my own child so badly.

Perhaps I'm a crazy man as Renae and you think.

I don’t know you, and I only hear your voice on the phone,

But I'm crazy enough to be falling in love with you.

 

By the way, you said that you weren't interested in me.

So why do you keep texting me and calling me day and night?

This makes me feel that you’re much crazier than I am.

Maybe one of you giddy girls will agree to have a baby for me.

Author's Note

The poet is still warming up.