When I was crazy in love
I couldn’t wait for him to call.
I was eager for his emails.
When I was crazy in love
I wanted to spend every minute with him.
When I was crazy in love
touching, holding hands oh and the kissing….
I am no longer crazy in love.
Lazy in love
but even that seems wrong.
He’s my friend I enjoy talking to
but nothing more.
I miss being crazy in love.
So much more felt possible.
But then again all romances die
if one side does not love like the other.
He was never crazy in love with me.
But he was always honest
which is why I still find him someone to care about.
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