Maybe.

Maybe, after all she is crazy. She always trusts me easily no matter what I say. She just looks at me right in the eye, asks me something and then smiles and walks away. I am afraid of her sometimes. No matter what she goes through, the smile never fades away. Maybe its her madness that made her mine. She revealed every part of her soul to me yet I feel there is more to know about her everyday. She goes on blabbering about the most random stuff and doesn’t care if people judge her. She speaks her heart out and every time our eyes meet, it feels like we both are in a different universe. I can talk to her about anything and everything and not for a single second will I feel judged. I want to see her yet I don’t want to see her. I want to hear her yet I don’t want to hear her, what do you call this kind of feeling again?