Crazy

She's crazy.

A crazy of her own invention.

A crazy that captures me more than any other crazy I've known. It stops my heart and starts it racing at the same time. She does it to me. I can't rationalize it. Hell, I can't rationalize her. I can't control it, can't ignore it; no matter how hard I try, she always seems crazy.

The way she talks…. Crazy. She seems to make no sense and perfect sense at the same time. She makes irrational decisions on emotional whim, but sets them right with her consolation. Sometimes.

The way she looks…. Crazy. She drives me crazy. She never was the type of girl who cared about her looks, but it sure as hell doesn't show. She can wake up at three in the morning and still look perfect. She wears well-ironed work clothes, that on any other woman would look overplayed. But on her… they look ethereal. Her hair is so soft and sweet-smelling, I want to run my fingers through it. Make-up? Not preferably. Make-up makes other women look good. But it just down-plays her natural beauty. So I'd prefer her without it.

Her eyes… God, save me. I look at them and see… little pieces of the sky. But when I look into them I see the sky is always tinted with gray. Clouds. Of sadness. Of sorrow. I feel like I'm drowning in them. But at the same time, I know I can't be, because they're so addictive, those eyes of hers, that they'll never let me get away.

Her smile. If withering at times, so genuine. She's genuinely happy. Genuinely humored. Genuinely confused. Even when she fakes it, I can see a shred of sincerity. If she wants it to be there. When she laughs, her smile is even more awesome.

But when she cries… she drives me crazy. Crazy with a need to comfort her. Crazy with a fear of getting too close. Crazy with an apprehension, remembrance of last time's 'comfort'. When she cries… it rains. The little pieces of sky give way to full-on clouds, bursting with pain, and anger. And maybe even regret. But always pain.

She knows she's crazy.

She knows I know she's crazy.

But she doesn't know that she's dragging me down with her.

She's crazy.