crazy is relative, isn't it?

everything's so tangled up, i feel like it's a struggle just to keep my head above water. and in the midst of all the craziness and being out of control, beyond my control, there's the feeling i have whenever he's close. you know that feeling, like nothing can hurt you, like this moment is the only one that matters. Safe, that's what he feels like. and home. it adds to the confusion. you forget everything that's brewing outside, the storms and the rages that might happen. you forget that things aren't this perfect, until something horrible does happen and then it's too late. you know you should have known better, done things differently, but there really wasn't a choice to make, was there?