As if I'm not crazy enough.

I want to get drunk and do stupid s**t for someone I'm crazy about.

I want to be so crazy about someone it makes me sick.

I've been hoping for all the wrong people.

They always have blue eyes and they're always wrong.

I don't want to try anymore.

I romanticise what doesn't exist and drive myself crazy over it.

It doesn't exist..

it doesn't even exist.

Reviews

[celyn]

"I romanticise what doesn't exist"
I know exactly what you mean. I'm glad you still post your writing on here sometimes - I really love this.

[jbop]

I really love you :) I wish you would publish more of yours! x

[celyn]

Aw, love you too :) and I've started posting some new poetry on my tumblr account: hevenus.tumblr.com if you're interested in reading? :) x