Love so strange.

I change, you change,

But this…won’t change.

So strange,

As you seep into my brain,

derange.

As I feel you at close range,

derange.

Then as you fade…

Like a figment of my mind–I pine,

For when we can collide at the same time.

For when your thoughts collide with mine.

I pine, until our right day in time,

To feel again the figment in my mind.

Love so strange,

As you seep into my brain,

As I feel you at close range,

As I’m happy and deranged.