& from that very moment, I knew I was gone.
I don’t, to any extent, think I was born crazy. I think I just became so obsessed with loving someone and fighting so hard for the right to be loved back, that I ended up going crazy.
Fighting so hard & loving someone so much, drove me crazy. Mostly because I was the only one fighting.
I just hope that for the sake of not only myself but those closest too me, that I find myself sometime soon.
Because I know behind all the sadness, madness and bitterness, the old me is still there.