A Farewell to Crazyville by Jude Kyrie

She hated flowers
and love poems.
she said they were bullshit.
But in her own way
She loved me.
I know she did.

we fought like cat and dog 
her and me.
But we made up in bed
like animals in heat.
She was the fire 
that ignited my gasoline.

sometimes she was 
brash and hard.
other times she was demure
like a victorian lady.
Just the sight of her ankles 
sent me fucking crazy for her.

we drank too much wine
smoked too much weed.
Drenched ourselves in sex.
it was crazyville on steroids.

Why did you have to
go and die on me?
I am fucking lonely without you.
and crazyville 
just ain't the same.