I am not mad. I am madly in love with the way you treated me. I'm not mad I'm madly in love with the lies you fed me. I'm not mad, with just the fact that I fitted my life in your lies, who competes with such..some would say it's out of this world, out of my mind. I'm not mad I'm madly in love with the thought of you, of who you were and and who you were not.. the figment I made of you was better. I am not mad. just madly in love with my smile so wide, listening to you in my brain,in my mind, So that it's not me who takes the blame. I'm not mad. it's just that I was a burden from the start who falls for someone 500 miles apart, and I thought it's your 'job' to hold me, I'm not mad but the fact that I made you lie, I made you fake cry. the fact that you saw it as a 9 to 5 and you were, still are the love of my life. I'm not mad..or madly in love. I'm losing my self and losing my life. I'm not mad, I'm not capable of love..or being loved. I'm not mad, could never be, with all this anger stored up in me. I could only cry...thats all I ever knew to be. now I'm not mad. i am madly in love, with the thought of me, with the thought of you...the thought of us.❤‍🩹