Speaking of Stream-of-Consciousness ...

Stream-of-Consciousness

Why is my mind so scattered these days?

I can’t concentrate

I can’t even think

because every time I stop

you show up in the back of my mind

and all my focus flows to you.

I think of that day we first met

both too shy to say much

 but you laughed at my jokes

and I laughed at yours

and that day you first opened

 up to me after a long joyful night

you told me your secrets

and I told you mine

it seems that

nothing else matters

anymore

you are all I need

I want to laugh and cry and hold you tight

I just need to be by your side

 you’ve stolen my life

and I don’t even want it back

I hate that I love you

I love you I love you

                                                            I love you.

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Since I'm revealing the secrets of my process ;) , here's what this poem looked like once upon a time: 

Rough draft:

Why is my mind so scattered these days?

I can’t concentrate

I can’t even think

Because every time I stop

You show up in the back of my mind

And you laugh and you cry and you hold me tight

And all my focus flows to you.

Nothing else matters.

I love you I love you

 I hate that I love you

Because you’ve stolen my life

And I won’t every get it back.

I don’t even want it.

All I want is to be by your side

So I can laugh and cry and hold you tight.

You are all I need.

Nothing else matters.