Love?
I think...I don't know what to think. My world is upside-down and backwards, nothing makes sense, nothing's in focus, everything is dizzy and enchanting and wonderful and anxious and scary all at the same time. I just don't understand, it never use to be like this. Before it was just a passing thought, there it is; there it’s gone. Now it won't stay out, I just can't stop thinking about her, I lie in bed and wonder, hope, think, dream, plan. O what wretched fate gave me a heart to love and a courage to laugh at, a voice to enchant and yet no words. Who do I blame; those who I thank? With who do I talk; only those who don't listen? I don't know what to do next. Damn you Carl, damn you to heaven. Am I disillusioned or sane, or neither, or both? Who are you, one who can stop me in mid-thought, one that can make the world as large as a room or as small as the sky, who are you and why do you torment me so...
And why do I love you
And why do I love you