Diagnosed With Love

Now I'm this patient, feeling impatient, and my patience has been deceased like I could be, through all the time I have wasted, I have to face it that my symptoms haven't been too basic: I've been weak in the knees, I've been causing to freeze, I keep forgetting my name like I have amnesia, and I've been sick like I've been in the sea, under the weather and its been hard to breathe, plus I've checked my thermometer its over 40 degrees C, Now I'm a little hot, my palms sweaty, nevertheless, I'm ready for that unpleasant injection of affection that seemed deadly, at first, I'm okay i guess but it could be worse, I could be invisible to the eye, but I'm glad that our eyes converse and my mouth has pupils that never disperse, my sickness has become to great to treat, my feet cant keep up the collapsing corpse-like condition that its came to and my brain isn't obsolescent and oblivious to the obvious oblivion that the pain has came through, Now I'm seeing two of you, so I'll give love to each and double my comprehension, thus multiplying two to give her twice as much of my undivided attention, not to mention, I'm adding more actions to this equation so that I may become a fraction of her life, maybe half of her so that she can be the other half of me so I'd have to work twice as hard to be the man she now sees.