You went mad,
because you thought I didn’t find you funny,
and you had spent every day,
before you found me,
thinking that was all you were.
It’s not that I am resigned to remaining miserable,
no,
that’s not it at all,
and I do,
on occasion,
find you amazing,
amusing,
downright confusing,
delightful,
insightful,
interesting,
and bemusing.
You are a snowstorm of sentimentality,
that swirls all around me.
I reach up,
gripping on to each new aspect of you,
that I discover,
until I am snowed under,
melting and freezing all together,
a sun tanned slushy,
trying to sum up,
all the ways I want you.
So,
don’t think,
that I don’t laugh,
sometimes,
it just has to be internal,
because I am just overwhelmed,
by the eternal ways,
you find to surprise me,
by bringing a new kind of joy to my day,
every time I see you.
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