Day 197 of 2013

She likes you, that's insane.
She imagines riding a horse,
with you as her prince.
Forgetting everything that makes sense.

She misses you, that hurts.
All she wants to do is burst,
into tears.
Wishing the sadness she cannot bear,
to disappear.

She loves you, that's the hardest part.
When she gives you all her heart.
When she's OK watching herself tearing apart.
Her love is more than that.