Love.

Love makes me insane. Love makes me lose all control of myself and my emotions. Love makes me smile. Love makes me laugh until I can’t breathe. Love makes me cry until I never want to breathe again. Love makes me never forget. Love makes it impossible to move on. Love makes me wild and I wouldn’t want it any other way. Love that makes you insane is the only kind of love worth mentioning. If it doesn’t fill your every inch and every second and make you ache and break you down, then fill you up and drain you again, then it isn’t love at all.