It is the ludicrous expression of contrasting emotions
Like the undecided double sounds of cymbals
The irony of music and noise
The acoustic beauty of what my ears enjoy
And the excruciating pain of what they hate
The critical decision of my ears
The choice of serenity and madness
It is like swimming in a sea of pearls
And toasting to a glitzy future with an unsure person

It is knowing I love you and not wanting to
Like the loud voice fight of two consciences
The irony of the night and the stars
The creepy dark that drowns my eyes
And the magnificent view of tiny torches above me
The magic interruption of two extremes
Of loving eternally and being loved back
It is like watching shooting stars in the still of the night
And listening to my heart make a wish

It is like bracing myself for failure
And still preparing for a trophy of victory
It is like having double standards
And standing upright to prove both sides
Insane loving is like being right and wrong simultaneously
Loving like sickness and its cure at the same time
Like the rain and sunshine
Like the heat and cold
Like war and peace
It is like dancing to a tune I composed
And forgetting the lyrics of my song
Insane loving is like having all of you
And still wanting more