You

It’s you
It’s you who knocks me off of my feet.
You, who makes me would do anything.
You, who makes me crying in the middle of the night, just because of thinking about you.
You, whose hands I can’t reach.
You, who makes me screaming like crazy and whining like a baby.
You. Are. Crazy.

I’m feeling a great regret for knowing you and loving you this much. So great!