As It Is

Crazy in Love

I was asked today

'What's the craziest thing you've done for love?'

Isn't everything done for love crazy?

What about it could be sane?

The very notion -the very essence- of love is simply deranged

Putting someone above yourself is just unnatural.

And giving someone that much power over you - what lunatic does something so dangerous?

So trusting?

We'd be quick to brand anyone ripping their heart out to lay at someone's feet a madman.

But what makes him so different from us?

We risk the same fate of a stamped heart.

With every word, every touch, every kiss

They gain more power over us.

And what's the point in it all?

Of getting your soul dashed to pieces like a ship on rocks?

Pure adrenalin, pure lust, pure joy - no matter how brief?

Any mother, any friend, any lover

Is playing a fool's game.