Sometimes I wonder
Whether I truly fear
the spider
or I have simply
become obsessed with
its every move.
Sometimes, you are
that spider.

I have a small problem; as soon as I saw you,
I've put you in the center of my life.

This is wrong, I'm not thinking straight.
With delusional thoughts like 'destiny' or 'fate',
But it's true, isn't it? What they say,
Dreams do come true, and in this case, you.

But you are not mine, and that's a sin
To me, it might become my lifelong dream,
To spend the rest of my life with you,
If given a choice, I'd gladly give my life or two.

Then there are others, and their temptations,
Even the smallest of conversations
With them, will incite jealousy.
A hatred for you.

But it's so easy to forgive you, and
The negativity will subside.
For it is wrong to not accept all of you,
Both wrong and right.

In the end, I'm just a whirlwind seeking your attention.

If every word I say would express my feelings for you:

I'd drown you in my love.
You'd choke on my every thought.

Every need I have won't satisfy my greed.
Every desire I have will add oil to my fire.

This is immoral, I know I'm a fool.

But God, you are just too ******* beautiful.

I want you all for myself.
I think I'm going insane.
*Did I realize that too late?

you are there in my subconscious
every time that I close my eyes
your head upon my shoulder
underneath a starlit sky

you are there in my conversations
underneath the words I say
the shape of your disposition
towards the topic of the day

you are there when I’m dishonest
your eyes just above the lie
with a cool discerning look
and a disapproving sigh

you are there in my emotions
every smile and every tear
your unexpected absence
at the base of every fear

obsession is an ugly word
infatuation is to sweet
you are there inside my soul
where love and longing meet

Love will sting you
Love will pierce you
Love will shred you
Love will hurt you
Love will stain you
Love is pain
Love will break you