Im still trying to figure out how someone can drive you insane when they are the only thing keeping you sane. Its like, you drove me crazy but at the same time you stopped me from going crazy. Its a weird thing to try and explain. Because you drove me crazy in a way that wasn't normal. Or at least not to me. It wasn't something I had ever felt before. It was a good kind of crazy. A kind of crazy that I craved. But you also stopped me from going the bad kind of crazy. You kept me from jumping off of the metaphorical cliff. You kept me sane. But you drove me crazy. I feel as if I'm running out of feelings to write down.
