Was I Insane?

I spent years trying to get over here
I don’t know if I ever did
I don’t know if I ever will
She still has a starring role in my dreams
sometimes, just to torture me upon waking.
I cringe when I remember all the petty,
childish ways I tried to hurt her, but at the
time it didn’t feel like that. I felt like I was
fighting for my sanity, or my life.
I thought that if she didn’t take notice of me I’d fade away to nothingnes. If she loved
me or hated me, I had to know that I mattered
to her. Was I insane? Probably. Some women can do that to you. It doesn’t have anything to do with how strong
you think you are. Some women
just get under your skin,
just like scabies.