I must be crazy

I must be crazy. I am crazy. Crazy for you.
I am arranging a board with little things I like, that you will never see.
I am setting up a house with mirrors and pillows, that you will never live in.
I am writing you letters that you will never read and poems that will never touch your heart.
I am dreaming of you and of a life that it is not, but that I can’t stop thinking about and hoping for.
Against all odds.

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