I am obsessive and everybody knows it.
I attach easily but can't leave you alone,
I hang on to it,
I hang onto you for a longer time,
even if I have lost feelings for you the last night.

I text till I am happy,
but you lose me when I am not,
I put you before anyone else,
still you take shots,
at me like I am some archery game,
that you have already won.

I try to please you,
knowing you don't like me.
I try to see you,
but I get friend zoned inspite the things I do.

I know being obsessive is toxic,
I'll say I am sick,
sick of love,
but I know love for us,
is not possible.


© Blackshadows