Sick

When I say I love you,
you question it.
When I tell you how
much, you doubt it.
If I would shout it
out loud;
Scream it out in
a crowd.
You would say
that I am crazy...
The fact of the  matter
is......I am baby.
So damn crazy over you,
Heartsick ...no idea what to do.
Mind so clouded... preoccupied;
Can't keep it  off of you..have tried.
No other way to put it;
heart belongs to you,
even though it shouldn't.
Why lie?
Why deny?
Should stop...
I've tried.
Can't keep you
out my mind,
the antidote
I can't find.
No cure for
lovesick,
what a fucked
up trick.