• You are my obsession.
    Source of my depression.
    One that I crave.
    Love that is depraved.
    I still hold on to.
    I would die for you.
    Even if you're not here.
    My mind just won't clear.
    Only one I want.
    Continually haunt.
    Mentally I attack.
    I'd still take you back.
    Glad you disappeared.
    Return I feared.
    Walk through my door.
    Want you even more.
    Wonder if I'll heal.
    Was this even real?